I had hiccups earlier, which I HATE. When I get them, they just rattle my whole body and they hurt. So Mr. Mock said, “Drink some water,” and I did, and that helped. But Mini-Mock soon developed sympathy hiccups – the kind that only a 4 year old can get, because they are completely made up. He was making the hiccup sound over and over, and dramatically declared to us, “I have hiccups!” And so Mr. Mock said, “Drink some of your juice.”
And you know what Mini-Mock said?
He said, “I can’t, because my hiccups keep hiccing up.”
I think I’m going to like the age of 4 every bit as much as I liked 3.