That is how my son says “privilege”. He earns them and loses them on a minute to minute basis and I chuckle every time he says it.
Yesterday he earned a pwiblige by being a good boy and not crying during his haircut. I guess it was more of a bribe, but it got us through the haircut…and that was all the mattered to me at the time.
This was the prize for being a good boy….his name is Monty (and his brother Max), but I wish you could hear my son say it….Moooounty.
OMG I’m dying!!! I know how that privilege thing goes. Privilege…bribe…you’ve got to do what it takes to get through the day!
I love the last three! His face in the one that he’s squeezing the frog (is it a frog?)… priceless!!
he is too cute! You better start chasing away the ladies NOW!