Mr W is fascinated by daddy's aim.
He is also a mimic.
This weekend we were in the woods and he got to watch me do my thing.
Well, the next morning he is in the shower with us with the water running off him just right, if you know what I mean.
He leans back, sticks his pelvis out, puts a hand on his hip, and sighs, then looks at me and grins...
That afternoon, we tell some friends about that, and he hears me, then looks at me, grins, and repeats what he did in the shower complete with sound effects. (Clothes on.)
Needless to say, it was a great laugh.
