While working in the yard yesterday I suddenly noticed that Oscar was prancing around the coop with out his clothes on. He told me his pants got chicken poop on them and that he had to take them off. I asked about his shirt and he said "I wanted to be like a chicken".
This kid kills me!!! Just a year ago I found him in the back frolicking through the mud in nothing but his birthday suit.
I love him soooooo much. I love that he loves being outside. Today he was telling me about all of the things he wanted to plant in "his" garden spot. The list includes "all kinds of vegetables and Mom you need to give me a big garden spot so I can grow a maple tree and a fruit tree. Maybe a pear tree. Or a coconut."
Yeah I'll let ya'll know if we ever grow a coconut tree here in the northwest.
What a great kid!