Things my son said to me over the weekend:
You’re my best friend dad.
What was your favorite part of day?
Dad, you’re a bear!
I know that song.
Sing a spooky George.
To which I said, no, how about a different spooky song.
How about, awoooooo, werewolves of London. Awooooooo!
What that one called?
Werewolves of London. Do you want to hear it?
I looked for it on my phone and then played it. We sang the awooooo parts together. When it was over he said, that cool.