Sam in the Spring

Running in the Snow

Mr. Fixit

He's ready to help. Notice his socks.

Wet Shoes

I was sitting waiting for my tea to cool down this morning when Sam came up behind me, grabbed my cup, and dumped the steaming stuff all down the front of his shirt.  I realized what was happening but couldn't catch the cup, I just started yelling, "No! No Sam, No!"  He started yelling and pulling at his shirt, which of course he was one of the silly onsie shirts that button underneath.  I tried for about a tenth of a second to pull it off in one movement then scooped him up and ran the ten steps to the bathroom.  I jumped in clothes, shoes, sweater and all and we took an impromptu icy shower.  Sam did not like it, but I think it cooled off the shirt quickly. He walked away with just a small very light red area that is not bothering him.

But truly, sometimes that kid scares me silly.  Grateful for my wet shoes.