After dinner tonight, while mommy and daddy cleaned, Miles grabbed a little notebook and a pen and proceeded to march (yes he very much walked like he had great purpose) around the house scribbling while saying, "Ok, ok. Yeah. Ok." Every once in awhile he'd stop at a particular spot, like right behind daddy washing dishes at the sink, scribble some more and declare, "Ok. Ok." But when I checked out what he was writing it was just scribbles. He had such attitude and confidence I was sure he was giving daddy his latest job review, but no, just marks on paper.
But wait, maybe this is all good. Following people around, standing behind them while watching them work, scribbling nonsense on paper, I think he's ready for a job in upper management. And he's only 2! At this rate he'll own his own paper company by age 5. Go Miles!
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