Potato got to play hookie last week and he always enjoys that...especially when he gets to stay with Nana and Papaw! Matthew and I are always appreciative of a night alone even though we spend most of it talking about our little man. Is there ever a moment where you are not thinking about your own little creation? I can't say that there is a moment like that.
Well this past visit was a little more special than most. I have been wanting to get Clayton a baseball cap of his own. Thankfully Nana surprised Tater and mommy with a nice little black ballcap. Now the only issue is to get the kid to take it off?!?!?! He HAS to wear it to school and makes sure to fuss Mrs. Cheryl if she thinks she is going to take it off.
On top of the hat Potato came home with a new habit. The child already has no balance what-so-ever but you add the fact that he likes to walk around with his hands in his pockets....makes for a very unbalanced Tater. I am hoping that the walls start moving out of his way and that the cement starts turning into goose feathers. I guess that is too much too much to ask though ;-)!