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Little man woke up from his nap this afternoon in a foul mood. When he wouldn’t quit whining, I finally asked him what was wrong.
“I brumpy, Mama.”
I stood there for a moment, trying to figure out what in the world “brumpy” was. I finally figured it out.
What a silly little boy I have!