I LOVE THIS BOY. (And this girl)
But for some reason, I love this boy the most on haircut days. I don't know what it is, but I do. I think short hair makes him think extra naughty thoughts. Maybe he knows that I can't resist a boy with well groomed hair. Who knows. All I know is that when I caught this boy out of bed at 11 p.m., all I could do was laugh. And when he cried as I laid him in his bed, I couldn't resist those perfect little teeth and that perfect hair. So I put him in my bed. And when he said "show, show" with a mischievous grin on his face, I turned the tv on. I can't resist.
For the record, the girl was already in my bed, and not because her hair was well groomed, but because I am tired today. And I don't feel like arguing about ghosts and being scared. And frankly, I remember all too well the feeling of being too scared to sleep because there is a snake on your floor that will definitely slither up your bed the second you fall asleep. (When I finally ran across my dark room and flipped on the light, my snake turned into a barbie with wild hair) But I remember how it feels to be a little girl.
So Joey, I am sorry that when you called really late to say good night that a sweet little 4 year old girl answered the phone when she should have been sound asleep in her own bed. I'm sorry she made you wait until there was a commercial to bring the phone to me. And I'm sorry that you overheard Max laughing while we were talking. It is almost 1 a.m. and you will be glad to hear that they are sleeping. Finally. In your bed. And I am sorry in advance for the little feet kicking you in the face when they both climb in bed with us tomorrow night.
P.S. Thank you RANDI PACE for making little boys hair so cute!!