The other night, I was frazzled, trying to unload groceries, feed Micah and make dinner. Joel was constantly underfoot, wanting to help cook dinner. I finally turned to him in exasperation and said, "Hold your Horses!!!!"
When I turned around from putting some groceries away, I was met with Joel, holding a plastic giraffe (which for some reason he thinks is a horse), looking at me as if he was saying, "I'm holding the horse, now what?"
I stopped dead in my tracks and burst out laughing. A literal interpretation in his own unique way. Now we tell him to hold his horses and he runs for his giraffe, laughing and saying, "neigh, neigh!"
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