While reading Sesame Street books just before bed the other night, Travis contemplated the origin of Oscar with Aiden:
"Is Oscar a grouch because he lives in a trash can? Or does he live in a trash can because he's a grouch?"
Three weeks after his hernia repair, we are sitting on the couch with my feet in his lap:
The sneeze sprays all over my feet because he makes NO EFFORT to cover his mouth.
He immediately says, "Ow." I guess it still hurts. =/
Oh, and COVER YOUR MOUTH, TRAVIS.