Last night we had dinner with our friends, Burl and Leslie. For some reason Noah has in his mind that Burl's name is Chris. No matter how many times we corrected him, he still says stuff like, "Come on, Chris! Let's play!" I'm pretty sure he knows that Chris is the wrong name, though. When Noah went to bed we had him say goodnight to everyone. When he said goodnight to Burl, he looked right at him and said , "Night night, Buh," and then got this big mischeivious smile and said, "Night night, Chris!" What a goof.
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