Gray was in charge of picking out Daddy's birthday card.
Oh mommy this is the coolest card!
Oh honey, this isn't a birthday card. It's for a graduation. He was about to go into the ugly cry when I opened it up and saw that 'Grad' could easily be changed to 'Dad' and suddenly this card was indeed the coolest card. This is perfect! Great job, Gray!
(battles, I pick them wisely.)
I heard him telling his brothers later on that it's such an awesome card. It has penguins wearing artist's hats!
Am I too free with them, I wonder, allowing them to take their imagination and run far far away with it?
Or do I think I'm a radical breaking the rules of norm when it's really just lazy parenting?
Maybe it's a little of both, but no matter, because there is so much life left for them where they don't get to be kids, and really? What's the harm? You've seen one happy birthday card, you've seen 'em all.
But penguins wearing artist's hats... ? Now that's special.
Happy Birthday, Jeff. Hope you love that the kids are just as weird as me. We love you.