My kids did a little hat modeling recently to show off a friend's new line of crocheted beanies. The hats are adorable... I am so hoping it cools down enough this winter that they get the chance to wear them. After being forced to sport them for "just five minutes" of picture snapping, each one was red cheeked and dripping sweat.
And, with their latest looks, why not include their latest happenings.
About a week ago, Scarlet was getting ready for the day and we had the following conversation:
Scarlet - "Mom, I have a great idea. I think I am going to wear my sparkly shirt with my purple skirt. Don't you think that is going to look adorable?"
Mom - "Yup, that will look great."
Scarlet - "And wouldn't it look even more great if I put on my jewelry?"
Mom - "Yes, it probably would"
Scarlet - "And then wouldn't I just look beautiful if I did my hair like Fancy Nancy?"
Mom - "How does Fancy Nancy do her hair?"
Scarlet - after a minute of pondering, "I had better go get the book, mom."
For example, this morning I came downstairs to find him munching on a few pieces of candy haphazardly left within his reach.
"Rhode, we don't have candy for breakfast!"
"But mom, I wanted it," and kept on munching.
He is also turning into the silent torturer. In our family, we refer to this person as "the Courtney". If there is someone screaming bloody murder or swinging furiously after what seemed like a harmless encounter, Rhode can almost always be found nearby looking as innocent as possible. Now normally, the screamer/hitter is the one who gets punished. But after experiencing "the Courtney" firsthand growing up, I am very aware of the kind of button pushing, poking, name calling, annoying behavior that is going on behind the scenes.
And, last on his stinker list, Rhode has been very good about being independently potty trained lately but he still has a very bad habit of starting to pee in his underwear when he doesn't want to stop what he is doing to find a bathroom. When I find wet underwear sitting in the bathroom, he gets a time out (in theory to take away the time he saved by not going to the bathroom right away) and a warning that boys who pee in their pants don't get big boy bikes for their birthday.
Well he has found a solution to that problem.
"Rhode, are your underwear dry?" Mischievous smile... "my pants are dry!" he adds with a hint of sarcasm.
Since he dresses himself it took me a few days to realize, yeah he has been going commando all week. What better way to avoid wet underwear than not wearing any at all? In his defense, his shorts have been perfectly dry all week.
He is generally a very happy and content little guy. We had a few rough days and I think I may have to lay off a few foods... sadly I believe chocolate might be a no for this guy. Tragic.
His aunt Courtney came to meet him last weekend and we had a great time. Having an extra pair of hands around is so very much appreciated!