Dear Caden,
It's 6am, the day has barely started. I am around the corner in the living room and I hear you grunting and muttering to yourself. Suddenly I hear, "YEAH! Mmmmmm!" with smacking noises quickly following behind. I find you sitting on the kitchen floor spoon in hand and the jar of peanut butter opened. I ask if you are enjoying yourself and your mouth is so filled with peanut butter that all I heard was, "Momma! Num, num, mummer bummer nummmm!" I can only assume that in Peanut Butter Cadenese this means it is absolutely delicious.
Love,
Mommy
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