Everett can be the sweetest, softest, most caring kid around. His tiny kisses melt your heart. His teachers all love him. He visits his sister in Timeout. His report card came home the other day. It praised his concern for others and cited examples of him loving on his friends when they are upset.
And then there is this other side to him. The boy is turning wiiiiiiilllld. Today, we were informed that he had to take more than one trip to Timeout at school...for wrestling....a little girl with a cast on her arm. In his defense, he probably was just trying to pull her cast off so he could wear it (See: several shoe/girls' clothing accessories related posts). As if that wasn't enough of an indication that he is trouble, I'll leave you with this visual (since a picture would have me on an FBI watchlist) .... he spent a lot of time tonight running around the living room completely naked except for a pair of his sister's shoes and his Woody cowboy hat like some sort of miniature Matthew McConaughey.
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