Despite the fact that Peyton looks just like Daddy and is dubbed "little Tag" he has his mothers crazy personality... he runs around the house singing all day long and will always make up the most outrageous stories to tell me. He thinks he is the boss and at night after I tuck him in he says some variation of "sleep tight mom, stay in your bed all night long..." or "good night sweet pea mama... don't let the bed bugs bite!"
And the other day, when picking him up from preschool he runs to me and says "Hi sweet mom- how was your day? did you have fun?" (Hey! that's my line??)
He tells me when Ryker needs a nap, and when it's time for him to wake up and play... He can make his own Ego waffles and the other day I caught him up on a bar stool with the fridge open and he was drinking apple juice right from the carton!! (K- your not a teenager yet! get a cup!)
The other night while the kids were in the bath Peyton says to me, VERY seriously:
" Mom, I need some medicine."
"Why baby?"
"My tummy hurts. Becuase my Daddy plays so much X-Box it makes me sick..."
(Wonder where he heard that one!)
Peyton will tell me all the time, "Mom your crazy!"
"Crazy fun? or just crazy?"
"Just crazy!"
Peyton saw me with a towel wrapped around my wet hair the other day after a shower, and he COULD NOT stop laughing... "Oh my goodness Mom!" "You are so crazy!"
So- last night as I am walking up the stairs to go to bed (it's almost 11...) Peyton scares me to death because he is just sitting cross legged at the top of the stairs. "What are you doing?!"
"Mom I can't sleep because my bed is messed up..."
How did he get his mattress off the bed? It took both Mark and me to put it back on!
"What were you doing Peyton?"
"I was trying to get a toy from under the bed."
"by moving it completely!?"
"I'm just a little crazy mom!"
Yes you are!
