So last Friday, Mason decided to catch a second, third, fourth and fifth wind before giving up for the night. I guess he was trying to play his way to the other side of midnight. He was outplaying his parents...we had a full-full week and were looking forward to some sleep. After fulling off my socks, Mason decided to show us a new game...SOCK TIME!! Before I get in any trouble with grandparents for the dirty sock on the head, you must know that Mason put that sock on his head and wanted to keep it there. He'd reach up and touch it, making sure it was still there.
JP would put socks on his feet, Mason would remove them, then stick his foot up to his dad in a gesture of "let's do it again". This went on for some time with the ankle socks when I found a pair of tube socks for the boys to play with. Let's just say the pictures speak for themselves.
He was so proud of his new footwear...he walked around the living room, only coming back to one of us for an adjustment. He finally ran out of steam at 11:45, but JP and I stayed up for another 30 minutes just laughing at the imagination of our little boy.
He was so proud of his new footwear...he walked around the living room, only coming back to one of us for an adjustment. He finally ran out of steam at 11:45, but JP and I stayed up for another 30 minutes just laughing at the imagination of our little boy.
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