WAY to smart for his own good
Or mine. Zachary is a thinker, he always was. He'd be thinking of ways to get on the counter to get the cookies, or getting stuck on the bathroom counter trying to get Mike's tooth brush, and lots other.
He just learned how to print his name and is very proud. So proud infact that he is printing it all over my walls. For awhile it was big "Z"s everywhere, then "Zac"s now it is "Zachary". I talk to him each time I find a new autograph, tell him to use paper, not my walls.
Yesterday I found a new "Zachary" by the front door. I brought him over to it and
I asked "Who did that"
Z "I don't know"
Me "Zachary, it is your name"
Z after a minute of thinking "Well, you know, Michael knows how to spell my name"
Me "Zach, mommy knows it was you and I told you lots of times not to write on my walls"
Z "Oh, ok now I know. You meant all of the walls, I thought you only meant that one" Pointing to my living room.
He just learned how to print his name and is very proud. So proud infact that he is printing it all over my walls. For awhile it was big "Z"s everywhere, then "Zac"s now it is "Zachary". I talk to him each time I find a new autograph, tell him to use paper, not my walls.
Yesterday I found a new "Zachary" by the front door. I brought him over to it and
I asked "Who did that"
Z "I don't know"
Me "Zachary, it is your name"
Z after a minute of thinking "Well, you know, Michael knows how to spell my name"
Me "Zach, mommy knows it was you and I told you lots of times not to write on my walls"
Z "Oh, ok now I know. You meant all of the walls, I thought you only meant that one" Pointing to my living room.
1 Comments:
Hahaha, what a stinker.
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