P wearing a cupcake:
P cracks me up. He's definitely my sidekick, he and I can have a blast together for a much longer period of time than M or J are interested in. I think it's because he's so much like me, he really reminds me of myself as a kid. Tonight after his bath we were laughing because he would stand about 4 feet away, and I'd whip his legs with a towel, making his knees buckle and he'd fall, and he just thought it was SO funny. A lot of the time I wasn't even getting him right, but he'd fall down faking it. Love that kid. Later, after I'd put him and M to bed, I walked by their room and heard him talking. I peeked in and he was sitting on the floor, with a toy microphone up to his mouth, and singing the Thomas song without words. I ran to get my camera but he'd stopped when I got back, but I asked him to sing again and this is what I got:
I think he thinks I'm his paparazzi. I have this similar video from M's birthday dinner at Peter Piper Pizza:
Love that kid.