The Adventurer April 24, 2008

The Adventurer is very thoughtful. He brings me jewelry to wear, tells me I look beautiful, and tells me I smell pretty, he is very sweet. It makes me smile when he notices those sorts of things.

He is also all boy. This morning he was on his way to breakfast when he looked at me, bent over slightly, and said, “Wait for it…” and promptly tooted. I tried not to laugh, but I was to horrified, so I did. Aren’t boys supposed to do that sort of stuff when they hit puberty? Not when they’re 4!

He has also decided to start dressing himself. Something that the Captain has only recently realized he can do. By dressing, I mean pick out his own clothes. Yesterday, he picked bright yellow workout pants, a blue-striped button down shirt, and his bright red tie. I told him to change into shorts, because it was warm, (trying to avoid mentioning the fact that his wind-pants looked terrible), and he did. He changed into swim trunks. Which (I discovered later) he decided to wear without underwear, “because they just fit so good mommy,” and are much to small for him. So for the whole day, he sported a little boy muffin-top, with a hint of butt-crack. He was happy as a lark, and frankly, so was I. How many days in your life can you really get away with an outfit like that? Zero more in his case, because I instantly moved the swim trunks into the Entertainer’s drawer, to avoid any further muffin-tops.

Salud, and may your children bring you laughter! H