Poor trait

Noises from upstairs.

Me:” Are you sawing something?”

Him: “No, Daddy, I don’t have a saw.”

Me: “Oh yeah, that’s right. Ok”

Him: “I’m using a hammer.”



tabletop mountaintop

I have no idea what made him decide saturday morning that walking into his parents room at 6am and shouting “Wake up!” as loud as he could was a good idea.