Very proud of his new backpack, courtesy of Grummy. It lights up and he’s happy to show anyone that will watch.

Model his new shirt. Dad says it looks too “femme” but I like it and so does Robbie. Daddy was over ruled.

Finally a real smile – but no eye contact. Oh well.

All ready for his [...]

Imagine you’re sitting on your bed reading a book and minding your own business. Then suddenly a deranged and giddy (and also naked) viking jumps through the doorway. He’s wielding an ax and wearing a horned helmet. He says he fights dragons. Oh, and bears.
Now imagine he’s four.
Thank goodness I have at least five cameras.

If [...]

Robbie, standing on a step-ladder: “Mom, I can see over you.”
“That’s because you’re taller right now.”
“Yeah, but we’re still the same age.”

I think we’ve officially entered “that age” where he is going to start embarrassing in public by regurgitating things he half understands.

“Let’s get a drink at the gas station, ok Mom?”
“No,” I replied in my usual retort “I didn’t bring any money.”
He was silent for a beat and then suggested “We could steal it.”