Liam had managed to mangle most of the toast he didn't eat, and then when he tried to eat the rest of his egg with a spoon, he made almost as much mess as Nigel.
"I can talk slower," he said in an exaggeratedly slow voice. But when Nigel said 'mama', Liam grinned.
He thought long and hard about that. He sure hoped Daddy would let him be involved in picking a new mummy. He didn't want anyone who was going to be too mean or nasty.
Liam slid out of his chair, watching as she cleaned up Nigel. "I can dress myself," he nodded proudly. "I can go put on clothes so we can go flying!"