Tater Tot is 5. He will be starting kindergarten this year. He is pretty excited. He is such a little man. He loves to put a belt on, tuck his shirt in, clip on his cell phone and walkie talkies. Oh, and we can't forget the keys. They have to be attached to the belt too. Tater Tot is can be a little whiny sometimes, but we are working on that.
He has one of the craziest imaginations of any child. He comes up with the weirdest things. And he tells us whatever he is thinking at the time. He has no filter or diarrhea of the mouth, whichever you would like to call it. He told me today that the tooth fairy was going to bring him a million dollars. Sweet. I want some. His stories also tend to go on for.eve.er. He will talk for an hour straight about what goes on at "work." He is definitely a momma's boy, which I don't mind too much.