My oldest son and I were reading a book, and the word immense came up. So I stopped and asked him if he knew what immense meant, and he said "Yes. It means big." I was so proud of him, and told him so, and started reading again when he interrupted to tell me "Mommy, you're immense." Part of me wanted to cry lool because no one wants to be called immense, the other knew that he meant big in a nicer way..not fat but literally just bigger than him, so I hugged him and let him know I was proud of him for trying to expand his four year old vocabulary and use big words properly. even if my feelings did get hurt a little bit (although they really shouldn't have)

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Both of my boys end up in our bed sometime during the night, this is all my husbands doing. He is a very light sleeper and also very impatient. So when he hears them cry, he immediately runs to their room, and instead of trying to get them back to sleep, carries them to our bed. My 4 year old doesn't cry out anymore, he just wakes up and walks himself right on into our room and climbs into bed with us. :( I really hope they outgrow it because I've had about enough of being kicked and shoved nearly off the bed. Anyways..to the point..last night my youngest out of nowhere started screaming at 4 am...he was sound asleep and suddenly started shrieking. When we finally realized what he was saying I was able to calm him down. 4 am and my two year old is screaming that he wants pizza. I dunno what kind of dream he was having that made him wake up screaming demands for pizza but it must have been really bad. It took a while for him to calm down and fall back asleep...after many promises of pizza in the morning.