Last night, when Braden was finished his bath, I brought him his towel. As usual, he stayed all huddled on the floor under his towel for a few minutes. While I was cleaning up the bathroom, he says, "Mom, I'm cold. Can you carry me to my room?" I said, "No Braden, I can't right now. I'm busy."
"But Mom, I don't know how" he said.
"I'm sure you'll figure it out," I responded.
Then came his witty response.
"I said I was cold, not smart!"
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