This boy ^^^ says some funny stuff.
Yesterday, he told me while he was taking a bubble bath that he was covered in bubble sauce.
Later that evening, one of the kids suggested we hold hands during our family bedtime prayer and Nash started wiping his nose on Triston's hand. Travis asked if he had an itchy nose and in all seriousness he said, "No, I just have snots up there". We all started cracking up which motivated a good 2 or 3 minutes of silliness before we could actually say the prayer. ...you give them an inch.
And he's been asking why he has to grow up because "He wants to be small forever". It's the sweetest thing, until I am reminded of all the epic fits, mega messes, the fierce independence that makes us but-heads, and all the mischievous shenanigans a small boy can muster - and I think no way.
Three is hard.