
Ah....life with a two-year-old. I'd not thought it possible but The Blond Guy seems to be producing an endless supply of funny antics for us to smile about. I chose this picture because I think it illustrates well a funny TBG-ism that happened a few days ago....although it wasn't taken on the same occassion. To give a little background, usually when he is in another room Stone or I will try to check on him by calling out "P, what are you doing?" Most of the time he responds with a resounding "Yeah!!" However, on one particular day I called out, not expecting anything different. His reply: "Making a big mess!" And so he does. He gets started early in the day, too. He's always the first one up and lately has started resorting to any method he can think of, fair or foul, to get us out of bed. It used to be just asking for us to get him some breakfast toast or juice. However, a few days ago we were particularly slow to respond and he had to keep going down his list of tactics. Finally he stood by my bedside and said, "Time-a scripture study!" Yeah, he's a pretty spiritual kid. Tonight he wanted to say the closing prayer for FHE with my help, of course. I was feeding him lines, like any good parent would do:
Mom: Please help us to be happy...
TBG: happy....
Mom: and healthy...
TBG: and healthy....no naps...
huh? I guess it's good his prayers are starting to become more and more genuine...spoken truly from the heart. I must say, though, he definitely inherited the humor streak in his dad's genes. He is constantly labeling himself and all our family members as "funny" whenever anyone makes someone else laugh. "Mommy, P's funny." He also frequently asks for my reaffirimation of his jokes. "Is that funny, mommy?" Usually I say yes. Unless it's a behavior I really don't want to encourage. Then I say, "Kind of." He doesn't like this answer. He furrows his brow and says, "Mommy, don't say kind of."