See?

I posted about Noah and his pretend play, but just a bit too soon. I had to take Christian to soccer practice last night and left the boys with the "babysitter" briefly. The babysitter played his french horn a bit too loudly and didn't pay attention to the BIRD that had gotten in the house.

When I walked in the house Noah came running out yelling "I'm a bird, I'm a bird." He had decorated his body to be more birdlike except he made his legs look like a robot's. He was grinning and wanted me to take his picture. He refused to see why he would be in trouble or let me wash the bird off of him.


Even after I was home, he modified his bird face to make it better. I wasn't even playing the french horn, but I was talking to the horn player about babysitting responsibilities... yep, I'm a great example.

And to think that he does this transformation without help or the use of a mirror.


The markers say WASHABLE, but they really aren't. He let me try to rub him clean after Jag told him that the Kindergartners would laugh tomorrow, but I still can't get the bird off of my boy.