Runaway Tree

Grayson and I were playing out in the front yard today, when he looked at our trees and got this confused look on his face. We used to have four trees out front, but Steve had to cut one down because it died, so now there are three (you can see them to the right in the picture -- it looks like four trees, but one is actually in the neighbor's yard -- it's a depth perception thing). Gray asked me, "Mom where'd number four tree go? There's only three trees!" Before I could answer, he spotted the little tree that's planted in the strip of lawn between the curb and the sidewalk (to the left in the picture), and he said, "Oh. There it is. It's just trying to cross the street.". Love his little four year old mind :)

Blue Pants???

Steve and I have been trying to institute a new rule at naptime/bedtime: Gray can only have three toys in his crib with him. Otherwise, he'll sit there and ask for every single toy in his room, until there's no room in there for HIM (proof: the photo above)! So lately we've been telling him "You can have THREE toys, Grayson. 1,2,3!" and count as he names toys he wants. It's been working fairly well, with only the occasional tantrum. Today at naptime he got me laughing though. He asked for his first two toys (Thomas the train and Doc from Cars), and I said "Okay, you can have ONE more toy." He put his hand on his cheek, said "Uuuuuuuuuuummmmmmm"......... and had a look of intense concentration on his face, then suddenly smiled and exclaimed, "BLUE PANTS!!!!" and seriously made me get the navy shorts he wore yesterday out of the hamper. Then he just layed down and said "Ni-igh'" like he always does when he's ready for me to leave, and I left. Since when do 'blue pants' count as a toy?? And where does he come up with these things?????