My Son...

• Has many imaginary pets which include: a rabbit named Harvey, a dog named Carrot, and a cat named Dat. This is in addition to all his stuffed animals: Hippo, D-Dog, Tiger the Lion, Giraffe, and B-Bear.
• Has mastered potty training and EVERYTIME he poops I hear him yelling from the bathroom, "Mommy! Come here! I have a surprise for you!" he then tells me to close my eyes really tight and slides his naked butt cheeks off the toilet to show me the surprise...you guessed it - poop. EVERY SINGLE TIME.
  
• Frequently has me tie Brenna's pink blanket around his neck so he can be a super hero, then follows me around the house saying, "Do you need help?"
  
• Can talk like a pirate.
• Is determined to one day catch our cat and carry her. He caught her once and 'carried' her with his hands wrapped around her neck. She's become a little faster since that's happened.
  
• Will lean back against his plastic kiddie pool and sigh, saying, "Aahhh, this is nice"
• Adores his sister until she touches his trains, then all hell breaks loose.
• Has no qualms about walking around naked when our windows are open. I have no idea where he gets that *ahem*
• Plays an imaginary tuba
• Is just simply the greatest thing since sliced bread.