After every meal, I wash Maxx off with a washcloth. He likes to get out of his chair and walk over to the sink now. I always tell him, "don't touch anything, don't touch anything!" He has gotten so used to it he'll come over and tell me, "I not touch any- thing."
Last night, as I was wiping off his face, he said, "you a good washer, mommy."
Me: I'm a good washer? Thanks, Maxx.
Maxx: Yah. You a good cooker, too.
Me: Aww... Thank you! Jedd, did you hear that?!?!
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