He wanted to comb his hair all. by. him. self. “Like daddy’s” he insisted. So, whatever, I left him in his bathroom with the comb. He came to find me 5 minutes later, the front of his head soaked in water, his hair combed straight down. He was quite proud of himself.
As I brushed my teeth, he nonchalantly looked up at me and said, “Mom, I need to borrow a wittle of your pit stuff.”
“Huh?” I asked with toothpaste foaming out of my mouth.
“Your pit stuff…. I need some…. You know? PIT stuff???” and then he mimed like he was putting on deodorant.
It was all I could do not to spit my mouth full of foamy toothpaste all over the mirror.
Geesh. Slow down, little boy. 3 is hard enough without pretending you’re going through puberty! Thank GOD those 2 phases don’t coincide.
Kendall is 3 years and nearly 8 months old.