So tonight I had Fuss in my lap, vainly cajoling him to eat his 'white trees' (cauliflower) and bat chicken (dino bites). He was vastly more interested in unsnapping the faux pearl buttons on my shirt.
"Make dada NAKED!" he shouted, finishing with the snaps and trying to drag the shirt off bodily.
Just tried to verify the wording with him, it went like this:
"Fuss, did you say 'make dada naked'?"
"No...dada's brown." he replied.
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