Last month, my husband, my son and I went on a cruise with my husband's entire family to celebrate my in-law's 50th Wedding Anniversary. As it turned out, the vacation coincided with our seventh Wedding Anniversary and my husband's brother-in-law's birthday as well. So, every night of the cruise we seemed to be celebrating something different, usually we'd have a toast at the dinner table. My then-two-year old son raised his glass of milk right along with everyone else.
A few days ago it was R's third birthday. We kicked off the festivities last Friday night by going out to dinner at a pizza place with the neighbors across the street and their two kids. While we were sitting around the table waiting for the pizza, my son and his playmate, M, were coloring quietly. At one point, R sat up, grabbed his juice box, turned to M, and said, "M, let's connect."
No one at the table knew what R was trying to convey. Then, he raised his juice box higher for everyone to see and said, "Connect with me, mommy." I finally figured out that he wanted us to raise our glasses and toast his birthday.
So, we all obliged with a hearty, "Connect to you R!"
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