The other day Bram shoved himself into the corner of the couch next to me and grunted for my hand. Within two minutes he was out cold. Not quite sure how he was able to fit in there, but it seemed to hit the spot for him.
Anders: "I posed (supposed) to!" His response recently to when his dad tells him to stop doing something.
Anders greeting Bram this morning, "Haybraham!" A brilliant mixture of Hey Bram and Abraham.