We were headed to Best Buy. While I was strapping Milo into his car seat, he started to mimic the sounds of his old man when preparing for an outing:
"Let's Go"
"Let's Go"
"Hold My Hand"
"Hold My Hand"
"Where are my keys?"
"Where are my keys?"
At least he didn't do his usual routine... Most of the time he waits until I've almost got him buckled in and while my hands are busy with the seatbelt he'll sucker-punch me in the face...
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