Yesterday, the Gibbon runs from the bathroom, and out of nowhere asks, how do I write my name in the snow, Mommy?
In response, I asked how to make a G. He wiggled his finger in the air, showing me the outline of the letter.
When I told him he'd have to wriggle his booty an awful lot to write his name in the snow, he dropped it without any other questions. I guess it wasn't worth the effort.
Now, I'm dreading that he'll repeat his question in Kindergarten next winter. The teacher asks him to practice his name, and he'll respond can I write in the snow?
Aww. It does sound like a lot of work, haha. I'm hoping there won't be any more snow this year! Besides, writing your name with a stick in the sand (preferably on some beautiful beach) is easier. ;-)
That is TOO funny! Long names are rough. If his name had been Ty, he would have been begging to go outside, don't you think?
hahaha! that is cute! boys...
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