When I grow up...

Larsson:  When I get big, I want to be a fireman.

And a Batman.

anatomy by a 3 year old

Larsson: (after examining self) Mommy, my winkler has a hole in it.

When I relayed the story to my sister-in-law, she responded: That's what makes it a sprinkler.

I am Spiderman

Our little Superhero. (face painting at Hannah's 3rd birthday party)

Damage

This past weekend, Larsson exclaimed, "DAMAGE!"

Justin and I looked at each other.

With concealed giggles.

And knowing glances.

Of what Larsson was actually saying.

And more importantly, what we need to make sure we are not saying.

That's the damage.

Such a gentleman

We went to a birthday party for Larsson's friend, Ben, on Sunday. Ben has two younger sisters - the twins, Emily and Eden.

Ben's father approached Justin and me and said he needed to talk to us about our son. He was impressed to hear from their teachers that Larsson watches out for his girlfriends at school and on the playground.

Good to know that Larsson is learning to be a gentleman from the start.


photo of Larsson and the twins at Ben's birthday party

Soccer

After several weeks where he would only watch or participate for up to 15 minutes, Larsson actually played in a game.

The last game of the season.

But it was fun to watch.

Neighborhood Patrol

Weapons of Choice (from left to right):
Kes - scissors of death
Hudson - ray gun
Larsson - light saber