
My Grandma once told me, "don't ever pray for patience". I asked her why? She points to my mother and says, "because then you get a child like her". Everyone who knew my mom as a child probably knew what a handful she was. Well my son as a part of her crazy, I am going to annoy the crap out of you whether you like it or not, behavior.
For example my mom told me a story about her and her little sister, LeAnn. My completely innocent mother convinced her younger sister (who I believe was 3 or 4 years old) to grab an electric fence. And when she grabbed it, it scared her so bad she couldn't let go of the wire. My wonderful mother couldn't stop laughing long enough to help her, so my Grandma had to come over and get her to let go of the wire.
And my mom thought I was mean to Manda.
Well for some reason I get the joy of having a little boy who acts not only like his father, but also like his grandma. What did I do as a child to deserve this....Don't answer that. Anyways my wonderful son was in the front room playing with Ry. After a while I couldn't hear him, uh oh what's he into now. I came around the corner to see him in my camera bag and my lens cap on the bench. He took off the lens cap and was looking at the camera. I started yelling, "Brent NO!" He immediately dropped the camera, thanks bud, and started crying. I tried to give him a hug to calm him down, but he ran to his little sister instead. I looked at my camera for damage, the back part looked fine, the sides looked fine, and now for the lens.
The lens has
Cheetos fingerprints all over it and it looked like he licked it too.
NO!!
Who can stay mad at such a sweet faced little boy, who after I calmed down, came over and said, "Hold me mom". He is such a little sweetie when HE wants to be, but he can be such a little stinker too. Just like his Grandma.