Lincoln is a fashion guru

There was definitely snow today, but not the white out conditions we had on Monday so school wasn't even late. Bummer!

We were rushing this morning as I woke the kids up earlier as I told them we needed to leave approx 10 minutes earlier because I anticipated the roads to be bad and we needed more drive time. So. . . all 3 kids were in the truck and Lincoln has 2 hats. One is a red one with 3 pointy things with tassles on the top and then he has a Timberwolves one with just the ball on the top. I was in a hurry, so I had him in his carseat and then put his red hat on. He just screamed and screamed. The girls were asking what I was doing to him because he just screamed when I put his hat on. I said, "Lincoln stop." He stopped so I could say, "Lincoln, what on earth do you want?" He said, "hat" and pointed next to his carseat. I said, "Not the red hat, this hat?" He was all excited and said, "yeah!". Oh, Heavens. He was all happy once I took of the red hat and put on his Timberwolves hat. Wow. A fashion guru at the age of one. Amazing, isn't it? lol. The girls both said, "wow, mom. He was crying that hard because he wanted to wear a different hat?" I told them that he hears the girls do that when they don't want to wear something, so he thought he'd try it out and see if it worked. Everyone laughed over that one.

He also cries if he wants a "neminem" translation: M&M and doesn't get one. So, he continues to cry and plop himself on the floor and then I tell him he's going to "the chair" if he doesn't quit. "The chair" is the recliner in the "new room" aka porch. He cries the whole time we're walking over there and then I set him in the chair because it's too tall for him to get into it. He's still crying when I put him in there and then I say, "Lincoln stop" and I put my hand out motioning the "stop". He literally quits crying to hear me say, "Lincoln, when you're done crying, you let me know and then you can get up." No lie - as soon as I'm done saying that, he just starts wailing away. The tears are there and everything. The girls and I then walk to the kitchen and sit at the table to see how long it takes. Normally it's under a minute or two, but suddenly he quits crying and yells, "MOM!" I don't answer the first time so he knows I'm not just waiting around for him to quit crying. lol. So he yells again, "MOM! MOM!" I hollar back, "What Lincoln?" and he says, "All done! All done! In nere?" Translation: I'm done crying. Can I come in there?" I hollar back, "Yep, you can get up now." You can hear him slide out of the chair and then he runs in the kitchen and says, "HI MOM!! HI RA-RA (Sierra)!! HI ECECES (Mercedes)!!!" and then we say hi and then he runs off to play like nothing ever happened. Honestly, this is just hilarious. It's as though he needs me to know he's going to make his point by crying, but yet he knows it doesn't help, so he doesn't cry long because he wants to get back to playing. I bet this happens on a weekly basis and this is just funny. The girls laugh when he's saying hi and we all give him hugs and kisses when he's back in the kitchen so he thinks it's funny I guess, too. What a kid.

Peace.