it is a good thing that i don't get freaked out about things cuz if i did, my son would probably kill me by the time i'm thirty. last night i watched my son climb the ladder to get into the pool. it's not stairs, it's a friggin ladder!!!!!!! when i asked him what he was doing he turned around and i got this "duh mom, what's it look like i'm doing" stare. he is too smart for his own good.
mom said they went swimming saturday night and apparently they were taking too long to get outside cuz he told them plain as day to "hurry up".
i was fighting with krys in the living room early yesterday morning and he told me to "stop". i just kinda looked at him. excuse me?!?!
he got on the coffee table and danced to the ending credits of madagascar. it's so cute! he'll stomp his foot and bounce and turn around.