While I was in the garage putting "sunday dinner food" in the car, I hear Ryan yelling, "Suzanne NO!" "Suzanne STOP!" Next I hear footsteps running down the hall. I come into the living room to find Eric in Ryan's arms. Ryan was emotionally shaken. Suzanne had tried to pull Eric off our bed onto the floor. Eric was falling face first to the floor when Ryan had run into our bedroom and caught him 2 inches from injury. As Ryan explains the situation, he says, "I caught him like a football." Suzanne was pipes up saying, "I like football!" Boy, oh, boy--these Suzi-isms are getting crazy.
We had dinner with the parents tonight. My dad left to go home teaching, and my mom said something along the lines of "Bye, Sweetie." After the door closed, Suzi says, "Where is Sweetie going?"
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