He has a mild obsession with his feet.
He likes to take his socks off all the time and smile and laugh at his "feet!"
If his pants are too long and they cover his feet, he just about has a conniption fit and yells at me, "Moddy! Fix!"
Yes, he calls me Moddy, not Mommy. Not exactly sure why, but that's what works for him. Plus it sounds a little better when he sings (or yells) his favorite song... "Moddy! Daddy! Mooooddy! Daaaaddy! Moddy! Daddy!"
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