Moments with T

There are a lot of posts about T, but it is because he talks to me a lot. I mean A LOT.  I totally love it.

I was leaving the house and in a note of self-affirmation I said, "I look pretty and you look handsome."
T: I look pretty.
Me: You look very handsome.
T: No, pretty.
Me: Handsome or sharp is what a boy says.
T: . . .
Me: Do you like those?
T: No.

A few hours later I was looking at adorable, modest dresses online. He peeked over my shoulder and said, "She's handsome."

. . . lesson learned . . .