bonding

Really this post is just to show this wicked cute pic of little man and his best friend.

Hot

Today Gavin ran straight into a corner. He was going as fast as he could to chase the dog and he did not clear enough room between himself and the corner he was trying to go around. He landed flat on his butt. He cried and screamed. I watched his forehead swell up as I was trying to get a cold pack ready. Why are they never fixed when I need them? I tried to place the icepack on his head and he screamed at me,"I am hurt not hot. I don't want ice I want a kiss!" I love the way my son thinks. Kisses from mommy can heal everything. A few min after his owwie kiss he was back to chasing the dog.

 It swelled up

 Turned a little red

 My son posing for camera

His beautiful skin covers the offending owwie. He is happy again and playing with the Ipod.

Gross

I stumbled upon my son as he was seriously studying his fingers. He would bend and move them in different ways. I realized it was something on his fingers that captured his attention. He did this for a few minutes without him knowing I was watching. I got his attention by asking, "What is on your fingers?"

He quickly shoved them in his mouth then pulled them right back out. "It tastes like boogers."

Yes this sweet little angel...

HAS GROSSED ME OUT.

Thumbing

Apparently I had something on my cheek. My son became concerned. He came over and climbed into my lap, licked his thumb, and used it to clean my face.
"There you go mommy, I thumbed you, so now you're clean."
I love his choice of wording.

Potty Humor

My son embarrases me all the time with his sensitivity to smells. It seems like every time we are out in a public bathroom my son has to talk about how stinky it is and there is always someone else in there with us. He often goes into detail about what it could be that he smells. Oh his vocabulary is quite extent in things that stink. LOL.
Today though this is what happened.
Picture it...At the library bathroom. It is one of those bathrooms that doesn't have a entrance door but just abruptly turns so you can't see in. We are in the big stall at the end. My son sits upon the toilet paper covered seat of the porcelain throne. My son opens his mouth and in (I swear) his loudest angry voice, "SOMEONE PUT STINKY PEE IN MY PENIS!"
From outside of the bathroom I hear a stifled laugh.

So proud....lol