My youngest keeps me on my toes. He knows how to drive me to the edge of my sanity and then smile extra sweetly to make sure his life and mine is still in tact. There's got to be some kind of special skill children are born with to know how to just barely cross the line and then work their way back. It's a good thing he's so cute or neither of us would survive past his toddler years. Little Guy does and always has done things in his own way in his own time.
One morning he got into my makeup and smeared mascara all over his face. He called it "lipstick." When I asked him why he did it he said, "I wanted to look beautiful."
Lately he's wanted to be my sou chef. See! He can be cute when he wants to be!
His bedtime is a full hour before his older siblings, but he's almost always one of the last ones asleep. Poor BB is always waiting to go to bed since they share a room, and then Little Guy is the first one up, and he refuses to play by himself, so BB is the first waking victim each morning. We started just putting BB to sleep in our bed and then moving him when we go to sleep, so that he can get more sleep. He's tuckered out! That's saying something, because he's usually my energizer bunny.
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