To begin with Connor was dressed all in green, not because Mama remembered it was St Patrick's Day but because Shannon at daycare couldn't stand it that Connor was in an orange t-shirt so she went to Fred Meyers and fixed him up. He was so dang cute.
He left daycare with his green hat and his bag of goodies; green necklaces, gold coins, candy. When we arrived at his house the new thing he did was NOT go to his daycare candy or Grannies treat tin. He preceded me up the stairs to let Brandy out.
This seems to be his new job or new thrill, going up the stairs, because first we went up the stairs to let Brandy out. Then we went up the stairs to put his gold coins in his penny bank, then he wanted to go up the stairs for me to change his diaper, but I nixed that much to Connor's dissatisfaction. Diapers are to be changed on the changing table upstairs and when I tossed his little self on the floor by the fireplace he let me know he was one unhappy Connor.
The other really cute thing he did was when we went to the bathroom for me to go potty he brought me his new little toilet seat. If it was what he was supposed to use he was sure it was what I was supposed to use. Try explaining to a single track two year old mind that granny really doens't need it but it was really sweet of him to get it for me.
Connor likes to get a thing right. When he was putting his Cars video away he very carefully put each piece of paper under the clips for the paper before he closed the lid. It was done right.
He ate his cookies, didn't want the necklaces, put the hat on everyone at some point or other, played with his car tower for a long long time, and then started showing me how well he can tear paper. His easel was there and he nipped a little piece, looked at me and then ran and threw the trash away. Then he nipped another little piece, looked at me and then ran and threw that one away. He kept nipping bigger and bigger pieces until mom came home and put a stop to it. No more tearing paper for the wee guy, now I know why he kept looking at me. Just waiting for me to say no.
Sorry little guy, we will have to find a new game next playdate. Something that will be so dang cute.
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