Liam and I were reading "Llama Llama Misses Mama" before bed the other night (as we do almost every night), when he made the following observation:
"Mama Llama has a purse."
He leaned back against the headboard and put on his very best pout. In a sad little voice, he said, "Baby doesn't have a purse." ("Baby," if you don't already know, is how Liam refers to himself.)
"I have to buy one."
That's Mama's baby! He loves shoes, and now purses, too!