Mr. Brayden

So little Brayden likes to try and be like his sister. When you ask him how old he is, he says "3" (even though he is two) and when you ask him how to spell his name, he says, "K A T ..." He just loves to play with her and when she is at school, he often says to me, "Mommy, lets go get Katelyn from school now." A couple Sunday afternoons ago, we decided to hang out in Katelyn's room and just visit for a while. Mommy fell asleep on Katelyn's bed and Daddy fell asleep on the floor reading a book to Brayden. When both parents fall asleep, that could be pretty dangerous. Thankfully Katelyn had kept on playing with her dolls, but Brayden decided it was time to give himself a pedicure. He found Katelyn's box of nail polish and since mommy is always telling him that boys don't paint their nails, he must of thought it was high time he took matters into his own hands. Needless to say, he did not make a mess and did a pretty good job painting his toes white. He came into the bedroom smelling like nail polish and said, "Look daddy, look at my nails!" I jumped up and ran to where he had been painting his nails, imagining there would be nail polish all over the walls or the carpet, but thankfully, he had kept everything in its place. We were pretty lucky! Daddy couldn't resist taking a picture of it though.



I just love my little boy, what can I say!