The other day when the eight year old was folding and sorting laundry, his three year old brother "borrowed" some of it and tried it on. He had put a pair of his brother's underwear on - up to his knees, and was busy making a picture on the etch-a-sketch when we saw what he had done.
He's quite a crack up lately anyway. For instance, he was playing in the church nursery the other day while I was painting in the next room, which is separated by a half-door. He loves a large stuffed parrot they have there. I told him there was a little one in the stuffed animal bucket, and told him to find it. Pretty soon, he came to the half door, stood on a little chair and held the little parrot upside down, by its tail, and said, "I found it!" Then, as solemn as could be, he informed me, "It's dead Mama."
The other night after our bowling party, we stopped at a convenience store and picked up sodas for everyone for the 40 minute drive home. We got the eight year old and his friend each a diet Dr. Pepper, which the three year old renamed "Tucker Pepper." He's our constant live entertainment :)
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