Otto: Mom, I wrote my name again!
Me: Thinking, Otto's pretty lucky. Any way you spell his name, it's correct.
Except when you spell it inside out. Then it just spells "TOOT."
My little Toot. Adore him.
Harder to see, but he also wrote his "name" (Toot) on his cup.
Ugh - I cannot get enough of Otto, I find him so flippin' cute all the time. In sunglasses all summer long. With an apple and a can of tennis balls for an afternoon of fun, of course.
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