Yesterday, Kent came into my room where Cohen and I were folding clothes and said,
"mommy, I have to tell something to Cohen."
He got down right in front of Cohen, who was sitting in his carseat and said the following, very seriously.
"Don't worry baby Cohen. When you get bigger you can cough in your elbow, play with my trains, and get teeth and eat food. That's all kinds of things you have to do. OK?"
Then Kent got up, looked at me with a big smile and ran back out to the living room.
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