Who Is It?

H1: What is this, BH?
BH: I don't know...
H1: You don't? What does it look?
BH: It...looks like my Daddy

Seis de Mayo

At 3 years old, BH will not be of the legal drinking age for another 18 years.

However, it appears that one need not to partake of the Drinking Festivities of Cinco de Mayo to act totally confused and exhibit 'runk-like behaviour the day after.

Today he asked Grandma for short pants but could not think of the words he needed.  He instead blurted out that he needed a "Bottom-Shirt".

In addition to the Bottom-Shirt, he muddled his words when asking for a sibling.

He requested a "girl brother".

Next year, I am going to take note of his behaviour the day after St. Patty's.

Be Kind

Be kind to your paw-footed friends

for a cat may be somebody's

Rowan.

While trying to sort out the treat bags for the school's Valentine's Day celebrations, H1 needed to know how many girls and boys were in the class.

H1: Is Rowan a boy or a girl?

BH: Ummm, I don't know.

H1: Okay, well let's try this...::proceeds to name all the kids and ask boy or girl:::

BH: ::Answers correctly for everyone::

H1: ...and Rowan is a...?

BH: a cat.

So there you have it.

Rowan is a cat.

A day later, we found out that Rowan was a 'somebody' according to BH.

Somebody's cat? I'm not sure.

Just for the record, I highly doubt Rowan's as gOOd-looking as my Pumpkin featured above.

Awww, I love my scary Halloween cat.