brody has a habit of getting up a million times each night before he finally settles into bed. this is the conversation we had one night when he popped out of bed. i was sewing in the bedroom, and he walked in to see me. he looked like he was about to cry (not sure if that was real or fake, but i'm guessing fake).
me: what's up
brody: i'm scared
me: what are you scared of?
brody: my room
me: why?
brody: my room is driving me crazy
how do you keep a straight face with that one! the hardest part about being a parent is not laughing!
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