If he had been a girl.

He always sees me with pig tails. And he loves to swish them and when I rub them in his face. So this weekend he told me he wanted some. Since I've been in the grow-his-hair-out-like-he's-a-rockstar's-kid phase, I figured it would be funny to acquiesce. And while he loved them, he's going to be totally pissed as a teenager when he sees these pics. And that makes this moment even more enjoyable.

The World According to Bug

I love the things he says these days. Some are funny little stories about what things do. Some are a mixture of two concepts ......scooping the snow and hosing off the rocky mountains, when he's talking about daddy's snow shovel and wanting to go through the car wash.

How he'll yell at the tv.....get up little Viking, get up at his cartoon Viking that fell down........and I realize he's mimicking me like when I yell at a professional soccer player on tv that took a dive.

He can tell you all about the trash trucks, and always wants to know where they went.

He will grab my iPhone, swipe it open, then hold it to his head and say, I emailing and texting.

I love how he now occasionally yells out ..... MOOOOOM! Like a teenager trying to figure out where his favorite shirt is.

There is no "bedtime", he's just taking a nap. That cuddles buys him extra awake time before said "nap." and that every night he believes might be the night I read one more book, or the same one....again, sing one more song, or come lay in bed with him.

And to hear him say, how was your day mommy? Good?

Melts my heart.....