I was sitting upstairs on my bed nursing Dorien while August played at my vanity. He was sitting on the stool, wearing my flipflops on his little feet, talking to himself.

He said, "Hey Mommy! Look at me! I winned!"

Attempting to teach him proper grammar, I said, "You won."

Affronted, he looked up at me and said, "Mommy, I'm TWO!"