On Sunday I was on a desperate search for corn dogs... which I have typed 'corn gods' by mistake no less than 3 times! Is there such thing as Freudian typing?
I digress. We ended up at Smithsburg Pride Days where they had corn dogs AND funnel cake! Score!
I think he likes them!
True Grandma love... sharing her funnel cake with Chase ;~)
As Chase and I were walking through the parking lot at the Y (for swim class) I hear "Is that the one with the hair mom?"
Then I hear "Yep, he's the one!"
At this point I am smiling ear to ear and I turn around to greet Chase's fan club. It was a (grand)mom from our swim class and she gushed about loving Chase's hair. She said she hoped her grandsons came in like that whenever it decides to start growing ;~)
Fast forward to Tuesday morning when Chase and I are touring the kennel (where Riley will stay while we are in SF). After we have gone over paperwork, after the complete tour through the facility, after I have spent at least 20 minutes with this extremely pleasant woman... she asks "Is it ok if she has a piece of taffy?"
"No, she can't have taffy. Thanks"
Are you thinking those pants are a little... ummm.... feminine? You'd be right. Those are Jenna's 18 month capri's... *sigh*... at least they are gray. Although I think my friends are going to start carrying only ridiculously girly outfits... just to see what I will do if my only choice are hot pants with flowers or booty shorts with pink trim. Anyway, genius mother that I am, forgot to pack a pair of shorts for after swim class (he wore his trunks there) so Dannette loaned us these. Mandy says I should do a post solely on all of his crossdressing.
I think I will start the therapy fund now.