A conversation with a 2-year-old . . . .

(written phonetically as he sounds . . . )

Coy:   Nayg? . . .  Mama?. . . .   Mama, Nayg?
Me:    Are you calling me Meg?
Coy:   Yesth (smiles & giggles)
Me:    My name is Mama to you.
Coy:  Oh-tay, Mama . . . . . . . Nayg?
Me:    What?
Coy:   I yanna kissth (puckers up)
Me:    (kiss)
Coy:   Mo
Me:    (kiss again)
Coy:   Mo
Me:    (kiss again)
Coy:   Yanks, Nayg.
Me:  You're welcome Coy.

Future ladies, consider yourself warned.