I have two children... the exact same age (okay, a minute difference), same mom, same dad, same house, same bedroom, same toys, same diapers, same lotion, same water... someone pleeease tell me how they can be so different. I've heard that boys and girls are soooo different. If this is true, I have the classic example. Patti is calm, predictable, dramatic at times... your typical girl... me, just 28 years younger. Cal... oh, Cal.... he is all a boy is meant to be. He is wild, unpredictable, mischievous, and sweeter than honey. He keeps me on my toes... he also melts my toenails. I just can't describe in words how precious he is to me... and how he drive me absolutely beyond crazy. Right now as I type this, he is standing behind me choking my neck (love and hugs or premeditated murder... don't know). Maybe these pictures will put a smile on your face (those with boys will smile and think "yeah... been there" and those with only girls will think "I'm so glad I have girls").
I took the stuffing out of some of the pillows on the couch. I put them on the dining room table - out of reach (hahaha). I was gone for maybe a minute and walked into the playroom to find... snow in August!! At first, I was going to get mad and yell... then, I stopped and said to myself, "you know Jen, if you were two years old, this would be SO FUN!".... so, I let them play and cleaned up later.
I was doing laundry. Cal loved my baby blue shirt... he walked out of my bedroom wearing it... Cal style. Can you read his shirt in the second-to-the-last picture? It is Cal's theme shirt... we'll frame it when he grows out of it (well, maybe/hopefully we'll pass it on to Isaiah soon... Sam's already outgrown it I'm sure -- btw, Sam is Cal's protege... shhh, don't tell Jennifer and Jamie). Angela, I'd love to pass it on to you... hopefully, your boy will fit into it well.
For those of you who can't read his shirt, it says " I tried to be good, but I got bored."