Already a Know-it-All...

Michael and I had our first arguement this past weekend. Follow along ...

MOMMY: "Michael, how old are you?"
MICHAEL: "Two."
MOMMY: "No. Are you one?"
MICHAEL: "No. Two."
MOMMY: "Michael, you are not two. You're one. Say 'I'm one'".
MICHAEL: "No. I two."
MOMMY: "No. Are you one? Say I'm one."
MICHAEL: "I two!"
MOMMY: "You're one."
MICHAEL: "No. I two!"

I don't know why my sweet baby thinks he's two, but he does. I kept trying to ask him at different occasions throughout the weekend how old he was and again this morning. Appearently, HE'S TWO!!