The other day, Pete and Thad (who is now 28 months) came in the house singing "Photosynthesis" after a backyard science lesson. (One I should have joined, as my eight-grade science teacher, Mr. Bromann, would attest.)
You really haven't lived until you hear a todder lisp-singing, "Photosynthesis, photosynthesis. Photosynthesis, photosynthesis."
Honestly, you just haven't lived.
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