Not My Kid

Okay he’s mine.  I’ll admit it.  He’s fiery and fun and does what he wants.  Especially when he saw Daddy outside, working in the COLD 40 degrees mowing the lawn.  Mind you, he had a full set of footy pajamas on, but since he knows this Mama doesn’t let her kids out of the house in jammies, he took them off, grabbed his snow boots and sunglasses and proceeded out the door into the cold and danced around our front yard in an effort to inform our neighbors that this family is a little coo coo. 

    I keep trying to tell him that his sunglasses are on upside down.  He fails to listen to me though.  Shocking.