Monday, October 12, 2009

Another Vignette

1. Our little man had his hair clipped by mama yesterday. Afterward, he ran around the house asking everyone to feel his "pretty black hair."

2. At dinner yesterday, our little man, who was sitting next to me, began to kick me and poke me with his tableware. I kept telling him "no". Finally, Cheryl pointed out to me that he really was just looking for attention. After dinner, he and I wrestled and chased each other around the house. He loves to tell me "no, stop it", which almost always means, "I just want to get up so I can get a running start to jump on you."