That would be what my hubby calls my nephew. Strange, but they both get a kick out of it. I *think* it started when the nephew called hubby "Uncle Art the Fart"…hysterical from a five year old who didn't know any better. Anyway, they have this thing going on now, where every time hubby addresses the nephew, it's *chicken noodle butt*….what's a mom to do?
I'm not sure the nephew would even listen to hubby if he called him anything different. He is the family clown after all, sillier than all get out and wanting to be the center of attention…even more than the Drama Queen!
The past several months have given us a chance to finally get to know him. Before we only saw him on holidays and such, and so there wasn't a lot of opportunity. When he first came to live with us, he was pretty dependent and missed his momma so much. It was quite the shock, not only for him, but for us, too. We'd gone from being able to do pretty much what we wanted, whenever we wanted, back to not being able to leave the house without extra clothes and making sure the bathroom was visited first! And babysitters…we needed babysitters again! And constant supervision again. Ah!
Today, he's pretty adjusted for the most part. He no longer cries himself to sleep or asks when he can go back to his *real home.* Instead, he reminds me to pray with him each night and then tuck him in like a mummy…and don't forget his feet!
He is able to see now that he sports new glasses.
He started kindergarten this week!
He can buckle his own seat belt!
He can dress himself!
He loves his uncle Art…and his best buddies…(they know who they are!)
He loves to be silly…and make you laugh.
He has a serious interest in tools.
He loves Gracie. 🙂
He's a funny kid, this one, and we're happy to finally get to know him.