What the Bowler said

This boy is almost two.

This boy is full of cheek and daring and an absolutely irrepressible enthusiasm for his ever expanding environment.

This boy is affectionate, sociable and funny.

This boy has a growing sense of humour, loves a laugh and loves his big brother even more.

And he never, ever stops talking.
As he gets older, the words that come out of him keep getting funnier. I am endlessly entertained.

One day this week he woke up from his afternoon nap and he was very cranky. He was cranky in the "do not look at me, speak to me or touch me" way that toddlers all seem to have perfected in their repertoire.
I got him dressed and in the car to head out for a coffee while the Batsman completed the last hour of his therapy session. The whining from the Bowler persisted as I started the engine. I turned to him and said "Have you got your cranky pants on?"

What he said (with dangerous looking frown): "No mummy, got jeans on".

Ok then.