KNOCK KNOCK!

Colson at the active young age of 4 keeps me in what I'll call schizophrenic mode. There are moments when you think 'Who is this child and where did he come from?!?!' Then the very next moment you are fighting back a smile because he's so durn cute! He has this charm about him and I can't help but smile or laugh at his silly antics or faces that he makes.

Yesterday as I was fixing Calli's hair he shut the door to the bathroom and kept knocking on it saying "hello, hello" like it was locked (which it wasn't) and he wanted in. "Hello" he said "it's Scott, open up". I replied with "you mean the bald headed Scott?" (that is my brother in law, Colson's uncle, that lacks growth in the head area). Colson blurts back, "NO, the Scott with NO hair". Ha Ha Ha! Calli and I laughed. I think Scott would have laughed too had he been there. He then decides to pretend he is my sister and does the whole knocking thing again asking to open up because it is Christina. Then he leaves. I'm thinking he's gone onto something else, bored with our unplayful response. Not the case! He comes back a couple of minutes later knocking on the door practically begging for us to open the door. I finally did after I got him to change his voice so he sounded more like Christina and there he stands with Calli's Hanna Montana wig on...crooked I might add (my sister has blonde hair) and this silly grin on his face. He thought he was so cute and I have to admit he thought right!