I took Gideon over to Grammy & Papa's (my Mom & Dad) house yesterday while I had my car serviced. As soon as we got there he was super excited. He was kicking his legs in his car seat and squealing. Then once I got him unbuckled he lunged out and ran up the driveway to my Dad who came out to meet us.
We proceeded into the house and began searching for Grammy. He kept calling her, "Grammy, Grammy where are you?" To which she playfully replied, "Who is that?"
Gideon simply stated, "It's me!"
But the way in which he said it translated more like this: "I am Gideon. Love me. Adore me. Think I am cute. Think I am funny. I am here. You may begin the worship."
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