WUV-WEE.

Late one night, Ethan and I were kicking back in our chair together, reading magazines. I realized I may have rubbed off on Ethan, even more than I thought. Let me set the scene:

Ethan: {Reading the newest Pottery Barn catalog} "Mom, you should 'to-da-wee' buy deeze."

Me: "Whatcha looking at?"

Ethan: "Deeze, Mom. You need deeze."

Me: "Oooh. I like those."

Ethan: "You need to buy deeze. Aren't they wuv-wee? I wuv dis book."

He's a dude after my own heart.

And seriously...he's got good taste. I just wish he had the wallet that could bring these chairs home!!

(These are the ones he picked out. Not bad, eh?!)