I'm an astronaut.

Berr wears his astronaut suit at least twice a week. It is his go-to outfit. So it was fitting that he wanted to wear it to his pre-school graduation ceremony. As we were eating breakfast before the ceremony, Berr was in the bathroom. I heard him talking to himself...He said, "I'm an astronaut, and no body knows it!"

A Dream

I saw a BIG BEAR! And I could even ride on him! And I asked him to
take me here and he did!

Heartbreaker

Berr was just in bed having a freakout cuz I wouldn't read and then
was crying "stay here! I don't want you to go away from me yet
daddy!". Breaking my heart

Circle of destruction

Berr got a bit upset last night. Spent 30 minutes destroying books. Then got up and had a snack.

A little while later, when he calmed down, Ian, Berr and I were talking about ways that we can be mad and not be mean. I was talking about what I do when I get emails from people that make me mad. I had paused in my description, "When I get those emails, I..." Berr injected, "Cry like a baby?" Then he added, "Me cry like a baby sometimes."

Except...

Berr: I like you Mom.
Mom: I like you too Berr.
Berr: Except when you tell me what to do.

"Me farty boy."

This is from grandpa:
The other night I was sitting on the couch with Berr who had lots of gas. After four or five rather loud ones he looked at me, and with an impish grin said, “Me farty boy”.

Berr Plays air guitar.