He's going to grow up to be a stand-up comic or a politician.
At 1 1/2 years old, my cousin's son Carson is already a schmoozer.
A few days ago, as I was walking past him, I felt a tug on my pant leg.
"Uppie, uppie."
I scooped him up in my arms. He smiled, looked at me, looked at my glass of water and smiled again.
"Cheers!"
His juice bottled taped against the side of my glass before he took a sip.
"Down please, down please."
I set him back on the floor and he strolled away.
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