Finally it is my turn! I have been chomping at the binky to write to you Daddy but Mommy has been hogging up this place for days.
I wanted to tell you I’m a man now Daddy.
It all started the other day on the way to Mommy’s teeth time. ‘Member when you called at too-late-to-cancel time and said you couldn’t meet us to ride us up and down, up and down the elevator while they were washing Mommy’s teeth? Bummer about the elevator but I knew this would be my time to shine, felt it in my diaper.
We were so good while that lady had her hand in Mommy’s mouth, Mommy watched us with that eye in the side of her head (little creepy if you ask me) and could not believe it. We played nice and nice and nicer. But then, I saw my moment… just my size shiny tools, sitting on that table, asking me to pick them up.
The wall did not have a hole but it needed one.
I got a good POUND, POUND, POUND (or BANG, BANG, BANG, whatever you prefer) in before that lady could get her hand out of Mommy’s face, putting a big squash to my construction project.
Such a shame.
Spent the rest of Mommy’s teeth time high up in that chair, stuck on Mommy’s lap, looking down her big mouth with the lady’s hand inside. Can you spell BORING? I can’t but if I could I would do it now.
So I was almost feeling like a man Daddy and then I had the golden opportunity of my toddler lifetime. Even though one of Mommy’s super powers is her bladder of steel, she had drank too much coffee before her teeth wash so had no choice. We pulled us all into the potty room and I struck gold once again… got on my tummy and gave myself a scoot-push right under our wall.
OOOOH-WEEEEE, Daddy! This was NOT what I scooted for… found myself looking up at a sitting, gray curly hair lady, with those long rolly brown socklegs saying “Oh my! Where did you come from? Well aren’t you cute.”
I was NOT thinking the same thing, Daddy. Could I have at least gotten a tall blonde out of my first sliding and entering? Boy was I happy when Mommy grabbed me by my feet and pulled me back from my misery, saying “sorry, sorry, sorry” to that gray haired-flowery skirt lady who was way more amused than me. Vision be gone! Isn’t that what you say Daddy?
Going to be seeing that when I close my eyes at naptime for sure.
It was worth it though, two stunts in one day. After months of quiet study, my talent is appearing.
Gotta go figure out how to get these jammies unzipped… I’m sure I’ve got a chest hair or two.
Love,
Sawyer (feel free to call me “the Man”)
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I can only imagine how proud he truly was of himself (and how disappointed it all had to end).
too funny!!
Super cute!
I'm not sure what looks more delicious, his cheeks or his toes!
BWAHAHA! These are so my favorites. Such an awesome idea. I love that they're so darn angelic-looking and we hear these great stories of such creative mischief! =)
Ha ha!!! Too hilarious! Cute photo of the man.
Priceless!
Cutest thing ever!
LMAO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
That is so funny! He is a cute little thing, though.
Oh my goodness, you truly NEVER have a dull moment, do you!?!??!?! 🙂 Great post (as always!)
Absolutely adorable, Sawyer, I'm sure your mom was soooo proud of you (while being horribly embarrassed also!). Mom, wonderful post, great way to start my day..probably because my boys are grown-ups now 🙂
Oh you are so much calmer than I
I think the calm comes from getting my patience tested often.
Quite the charming little man, that Sawyer! He has such role models to emulate. I love the bathroom stories.
Why is there always a bathroom story??????
You’re such a gifted writer. Loved reading your blog!! I need to show it to my daughter who is also a very gifted writer.
Thank you so much Michelle, would love to read what your daughter writes. Thanks for reading!
Thanks for making me laugh, Sawyer 😉 you tell that mama that caring is sharing when it comes to the blog 😉
He passed a long the message but sometimes I just have things to say, you know 😉 ??
LOL! I love it when you get to have the computer Sawyer! You are THE MAN!
He seems to think so too, thanks for reading!!
How can he be trouble – just look at that face! I am a total wimp about taking my kids places. I think of all the ways it could go wrong, I think about your blog posts, and I usually chicken out.
I guess I am glad that I inspire you to do something, even if it is to not ever leave the home with your children 🙂
Oh, he's a man's man alright – and starting so young!
I'm sooo glad I found your blog – your writing is amazing – I love it. 🙂 And your little boy is soo cute! 🙂
Thank you, glad you found me too 'cause I just headed over to meet you. We will have to connect on twitter, since there is a major learning curve over there!