Reganism

I am not sure why we bought them beds. EVERY.SINGLE.NIGHT we pick them off their rug and tuck them back in bed.
I was getting Regan in pajamas after bath, and getting his meds on his skin. Normal stuff. Uncle Josh was across the hall in his room with the door open. Regan grabbed his socks and said, “Mom look my socketines!” Josh and I just about died laughing at how cute his Spanglish is. It is so funny how he mixes languages into his own unique word.
He has been calling calcetínes/socks “socketines” ever since. It cracks us up every time.

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