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So apparently Carson is a thief.
Yesterday I was getting dinner ready, and Carson was playing in the pantry. He had the door shut, so I told him to leave it open a crack so I could hear him. He didn't like the idea, but I made him do it anyway.
A few minutes later I went to check on him, and found THIS:
Yeah he's drinking sprinkles...
As of this week he officially knows what treats, candy, and sugar are. (He has know for a while, but has just now started saying he wants them out of the blue.) He has on two different occasions pointed to pictures of treats and candy, and exclaimed that he needed them that instant. I'm just glad that it hasn't started before now I guess...
But the real thieving happened tonight at Grandma and Grandpas house. Car was admiring a pretty box that Grandma had on her desk. I told him to put it back so we could go bye bye, but he didn't want to. So, I told him to ask Grandma. She told him to leave it on the desk for next time. Next thing I know, I am buckling Carson into his seat, and he says "I have two mommy. One in there." while pointing at his beloved scripture case that he carries around with him. I asked him what he was talking about, and told him to show me. He didn't want me to unzip the scripture case though. Sure enough, zipped safely inside with his scriptures was the beautiful box. Little stinker... I made him apologize to Grandma, and tried to tell him stealing wasn't right. He looked at me like I was crazy...
*****
Quins hair has grown out of control. Major mullet action happening there... I just haven't had the heart to cut it yet. Mostly because Greg has threatened me with my life. But also because I sort of like her still being my baby girl. But alas, I think tomorrow is the day...
In commemoration of mullets everywhere, he is a farewell picture:
Isn't she a cute little chicken?
And just because I thought this picture was so cute, (though technically horrid, and blurry) I had to post it. Daddies and their little girlies are so sweet!
Yesterday I was getting dinner ready, and Carson was playing in the pantry. He had the door shut, so I told him to leave it open a crack so I could hear him. He didn't like the idea, but I made him do it anyway.
A few minutes later I went to check on him, and found THIS:
Yeah he's drinking sprinkles...
As of this week he officially knows what treats, candy, and sugar are. (He has know for a while, but has just now started saying he wants them out of the blue.) He has on two different occasions pointed to pictures of treats and candy, and exclaimed that he needed them that instant. I'm just glad that it hasn't started before now I guess...
But the real thieving happened tonight at Grandma and Grandpas house. Car was admiring a pretty box that Grandma had on her desk. I told him to put it back so we could go bye bye, but he didn't want to. So, I told him to ask Grandma. She told him to leave it on the desk for next time. Next thing I know, I am buckling Carson into his seat, and he says "I have two mommy. One in there." while pointing at his beloved scripture case that he carries around with him. I asked him what he was talking about, and told him to show me. He didn't want me to unzip the scripture case though. Sure enough, zipped safely inside with his scriptures was the beautiful box. Little stinker... I made him apologize to Grandma, and tried to tell him stealing wasn't right. He looked at me like I was crazy...
*****
Quins hair has grown out of control. Major mullet action happening there... I just haven't had the heart to cut it yet. Mostly because Greg has threatened me with my life. But also because I sort of like her still being my baby girl. But alas, I think tomorrow is the day...
In commemoration of mullets everywhere, he is a farewell picture:
Isn't she a cute little chicken?
And just because I thought this picture was so cute, (though technically horrid, and blurry) I had to post it. Daddies and their little girlies are so sweet!
6 comments:
erin, don't cut the mullet! i think it's cute, and it's not even looking mullet-like. i think you'll regret it. listen to greg:) haha. she is a cute little thing. car cracks me up. he has such personality with his little costumes and stealing acts:)
LOVE the mullet. Kenna is growing into the same problem. It's just so cute though.
I just LOVE the last picture! So sweet.
Thank you for invite me for your lovely blog :-)
T had the best mullet forever, but I stayed strong and did not cut it. Now....I don't know how to describe her hair, other than ridiculous most days. But we'll get through that too.
It's okay for little girls to have mullets!
the top picture reminds me of a time i found my cousin in the pantry, door closed, she was taking all of the marshmallows out of the lucky charms and putting them into a cup. :)
i have to agree with the other comments...don't cut her hair! how would you cut it? it is so cute now when you put it piggy tails, etc, and i don't even think it looks like a mullet anyway, just a cute little girl. just my humble opinion :)
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