It is Tennessee's third birthday today. We are celebrating tomorrow, but he is hip to the fact that today is his day. It is as though a switch was flipped that set off the alarm to wake his inner Godzilla. He has been stomping around, threatening the cat and making demands. He has threatened to "poop at me". He has called me a potato head. He wants a banana, then, as soon as the banana is peeled to the point of no return, he hates bananas. My patience is being stretched in new and amazing ways.
And then, almost immediately after giving the cat a playful choking, he is amazingly cute and cuddly. Like a fool, I unpack his suitcase and cancel my check to military pre-school. He is such a sweet little innocent guy. What chubby cute cheeks. What sparkly big blue eyes he has. He smooches me, tells me how pretty I am...then karate chops his sister and tells his dad that he "is a thtinky head". I was kidding about the military pre-school, but as I sat writing this, he threw a large bouncy ball at my head. I might need to send off for brochures.
Funny kid. Wonder where he gets it. :-p
Posted by: Chris Brandt | May 21, 2010 at 06:49 PM