A few weeks ago, I said something about Soren being my son. He looked at me with a strange face and said “I am not your son. I am Daddy’s son.”

“Well if you aren’t my son, what are you to me?” I asked.

He thought for a while and replied “Your mini husband!”

It was perfect and I laughed so hard. When we were back east, Erin remarked that it must be so strange for me to have a child who looks exactly like my partner! Soren is a mini Adam and apparently my mini husband. But only Soren uses a straw to suck is own boogers.