I’m not sure what to do with this kid anymore. I told him to smile for a picture and he did this:
He sometimes stands like this and asks, “Mom, are my feet on backwards?”
I looked up from the book I was reading aloud to the kids the other day to see this looking back at me:
He wore this to his first day of preschool this week:
He still pretends to be animals for a good chunk of each day and talks about himself in the third person when he is in animal form. “Hoo, hoo, the owl is hatching an egg.”
Whenever Kevin is home, he asks, “Can we ‘ttack on the bed?” Then he grabs a sword, a mask, and lets loose on his dad, making his own sound effects all the while.
He found a pair of sunglasses in his room last week and spent a day walking around like this.
Leo is so obsessed with eyewear he is either going to grow up to be an optometrist or a supervillain.
I’m not joking!
Monkey or man, limpet or owl, there’s only one thing that’s for certain:
It’s good to be a Leo.
WHAT’S COOKIN’ 2NITE:
Roasted vegetable pizza
Tomato & red pepper soup
Gingerbread cake with cream cheese frosting