Ethan thinks I'm magical and can make anything happen, which is nice, and endearing, until I can't make something happen. We were in the Johnson City Hall the other day getting my business and sign permits for my NEW AWESOME CLINIC THAT WILL BE READY NEXT WEEK! and there was a Razorback rug. Here's how it went down as soon as we got home:
" Mom, I would like a Razorback rug."
" We'll ask Santa... you know you have an LSU Rug..."
" No, may you make me a rug, now."
"I can't make a rug, I'm not a weaver."
"You can do it mom, you can... may you make grass with a razorback. Just make a red head, and red mouth, and red nose, and white teeth. Then on the grass may you make white stripes that go down down down. You can do it mom."
So we made one out of paper. It has seemed to do the trick.
Ethan got a cool new big boy room, as his old room is now invaded with the crib. He talks himself into being ok with the big shadow guys on the wall. When he saw them for the first time he said " That's cool, that's cool.. I don't even have to be scared of them because they are just pretend guys in the paint... that's cool" and then promptly left the room. He talks himself into it every day, but refuses to let us take them down.
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