Micah lifts his forkful of Mac and Cheese up to his nose, takes three brisk sniffs, says, “Ah, deewicious!” and shovels the whole thing into his mouth.
Micah: “I need a straw.”
Sarah: Gets him a straw.
Micah: Proceeds to drink his remaining maple syrup from breakfast.
I compliment Sarah’s hair after she gets a haircut. Micah looks up at me and says, “Like you brave haircut, Daddy.”
Micah is sitting on a ledge.
Sarah: Buddy, you need to get down.
Micah: Tweet tweet.
Me: What?
Micah: I’m a bird.
Brin and Micah are playing in the bath. He pretends to bite Brin’s toes, then Brin suggests he bite his own toes. When she asks how it feels, he says, “It feels… happy!”
Brinley asks, “Micah, would you like to take a train ride?” Without missing a beat, Micah replies, “No, Micah take chocolate milk ride.”
Dentist: What do you want to be when you grow up?
Micah: A grownup!
Sometimes Micah will randomly look at me and say, “Luff you, datty.”
❤️😭❤️
Micah on fast food options:
“Wendy’s… bad. Chick Fil-A… perfect.”
At the playground Micah wants others to notice him spinning on a playground toy. “Kids! Looka me!”