Bragging Rights

You know, I don't usually use this blog to brag about my two fabulous boys and one great man, because, that might be seen as a little silly, but today....well, I just have to brag a little bit.

Tate is turning into such a wonderful little 3 year old, he helps out with the dishes every day (all but the sharp knives!), he makes his bed every morning without being reminded, has been riding his cute little two wheeler with out training wheels for 1 whole week now, he always asks for more vegetables at dinner time, he is learning his letter blends, like 'sh', 'th', and 'ch' and he even balanced my checkbook for me last night!

But, we have been having a few issues when it comes to mess making.

Case in Point:

1. We were at our friends, the Flinders, playing today when I looked out the back window to see ALL the boys playing in the super fun mud bog up to their knees in mud. And there is Tate, standing naked in the mud bog.

2. After a strong talking to, a spray down with the hose and a bath Tate was playing with Remy outside in our backyard. I was doing laundry in the laundry room when I hear Remy yelling, "No Tate you're going to flood the house!!!!!" I come running into the kitchen to find Tate watering our dining room with the hose.

3. While I am cleaning up the flood I look outside and see Tate peeing by the swing set.

4. After dinner we were cleaning up and I saw Tate pouring his glass of water onto his plate.

Yes folks, he is giving me a run for my money. But then, at bedtime, he shares his blanket with me while I rub his back and then rubs my back while I rub Remy's back. Then I look into those big blue eyes and forgive him for everything. Almost.

(By the way...Tate can't really do all of those fabulous things in the first paragraph...just teasing!)