Smarty Pants

Smarty Pants

Well, I don’t know what happened to my sweet-faced three year old this morning, but starting pre-school must have turned him into an adolescent all the sudden. As I was prompting him to eat his strawberry cereal, albeit over and over again, while he was trying to watch Scooby-Doo he looked at me and said, “Mom, you are getting on my nerves.” I had to laugh!


Caleb is making a new face. He is furrowing his eye brows and it is funny.

I went to the consignment sale and it was great---again! Jeb desperately wants to be a Dalmation for Halloween. So, we have been on the “Intwanet” looking at costumes and bidding on a few on ebay; we lost 2 auctions. Oh, and most of the Dalmation costumes were for girls—yikes. It still did not deter my little man. I think he was almost willing to wear tights—ha! Low and behold there was a BOY 2T Dalmation costume at the sale –for 5 bucks! God cares, even about the little things!