He has been on a roll, insulting everyone but the babies, yelling at everyone (last week was "you are ugly!" to his abuela), even throwing some pebbles at abuela's face. He is bad to the bone. But, J is a little boy and he is scared to be on a different floor than the one I am on. We were downstairs with tía S and he wanted a dry t-shirt (ocd about being wet) that required going upstairs. S ingeniously suggested that he take the phone so we could talk to ease the fear while he went up. J was thrilled and spoke to me while he went up. He asked a few funny questions like "this one?" Once he was on his way down I told him to hang up.
"What does that mean?" After his t shirt trip he took another because the phone, as a walkie talkie, was just too much fun.
thats very cute. good way for him to cope.
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