I’ve mentioned before that Rusty calls Tommy his “best friend!” And it is adorable.
Today as I got him up from his nap, Rusty asked where Tommy was. I told him that Tommy was asleep and Rusty said, “He’s my best friend.”
“Yup, he is. Who is Momma’s best friend?” I asked.
Rusty smiled and said in his low, gravelly voice, “Poppy.”
He’s got that right!
Happy birthday to my best friend! I love you, Kev!