Creative!

The little guy got to hang out with one of his cousins on Saturday. The two of them had a blast painting their hands and stamping them on the paper.

Good thing it's washable paint!

Silly Mouse

We've been listening to a Kindermusik cd in the car (over and over and over and over and over). One of the stories on this particular cd is Silly Mouse Gets Dressed. Silly Mouse not only puts his pants on his head, he puts his undies on his elbow! What a role model!

Too Cool

How did we end up with this cool cat?

When I walk in the spot, this is what I see...
Everybody stops and they staring at me.

Count!

I don't know if it is good parenting technique or not, but the booger gets a countdown whenever he needs to do something.  He's often just slow and needs a little prodding.  Like, "Pick a pair of pants, buddy.  Come on man, we gotta go.  Alright.... One.... Two....."  Luckily we never really get to three.  

Sometimes he'll even ask us to count when we're not in a hurry.  Maybe he's just like his old man and needs a deadline.  Here's a video of a new game he made up today.  I'm not sure why he needs a count or what I'm counting to, but whatever floats his boat.

Some Firsts

This has nothing to do with the little dude, but I made an amazing steak the other night (for fajitas). I've never cooked a steak this well, so I'm going to take a moment to show off. Yummmm....

In other cooking news, the little booger got to lick his first (icing) beater this weekend. It was from Mississippi Mud (another yum), and he was a fan.

Total Rockstar!

The kid is a total rockstar. He's got the look, right? (This outfit is so ridiculous on so many levels... I was weeping with laughter while trying to take his picture.)

He really likes to sing while "chooming" his guitar. For some reason (which is probably genetic), he makes up nonsense words to songs that he knows and thinks it is HILARIOUS. He had just sung Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star with the real words, but this is what he did for the camera:

Two Peas

The little booger and Beau are turning into two peas in a pod.

Two peas in a pod full of danger, that is. Why can't the little guy copy our dogs' good habits? Habits like... um... well... that might explain everything.