Hard to say 'sorray'...

In the midst of Henry trying to take Sophia’s “soup” from her, a dual meltdown ensued and Henry had to sit on the stairs for one minute... I went into the kitchen and a few minutes later, Henry rounded the corner in his fire hat and said, “sorray mommay (as he likes to say)” and wrapped his arms around me and said, “huggie” and then gave me a kiss. Wow, at the ripe old age of 23 months he either knows how to work me over or melt my heart…perhaps both all at the same time.