Owen kept saying “bee” this morning, and actually whined when I put on Little Einsteins or Mickey Mouse Club…whined! WHINED!
He didn’t want his all-time favorite rocket? Color me stunned. And he just kept repeating bee! bee! bee! and I couldn’t figure out what he wanted. His blanket is called a “B” but that wasn’t it.
Two hours later after we came back in from playing outside and he started with the beeee! beeee! again—and it hit me!—Bee Movie, which we watched for the first time last night!
He liked it so much that we watched it—are you ready?—THREE times today. THREE.
And for the moment, I don’t care, because I was getting a little tired of rocket rocket rocket rocket rocket rocket rocket rocket rocket rocket rocket rocket rocket rocket rocket rocket. 🙂