Oh Boyd. First off, Boyd received a new costume.  He now sports a police officer outfit from around 7am to 8 o'clock pm (with a small struggle).  People in the community are now on their best behavior when we are around.  He also asked me, "What's an igloo?" After I explained he said, "I want to live in an igloo so my house will never catch fire." I have a feeling he knew what an igloo was prior to asking. I had just set the smoke alarm off with my terrible cooking skills. This had led us to a serious discussion about what to do if Boyd ever heard this noise again, especially at night or if we weren't in the same room.  His thought process astounds me. Today at the store he cracked me up being Mr. independent. I was several feet away when I heard him approach a sales clerk and say, "Excuse me. Do you have a dressed room? I have to pee (pause) and poop." I realized he was hearing dressed instead of rest all the times I asked for directions to the restroom.  Lastly, Boyd has had baby on the brain recently.  He told me he was going to grow a brother or a sister in his belly by eating healthy.  Tonight he told me, lots of men have babies and he asked me if you could still run with a baby in your belly and that he would carry it to his school in one of those carrier things since babies are so little. Many of his peers have infant siblings and he adores some o our tiny neighbors.  Sorry Boyd, better get used to enjoying everyone else's babies for at least a few more years.   

Why is my child always missing at least one item of clothing. At least it's not his pants for once.