LW has brushed his teeth four times in the last 30 minutes.
He’s “flattened” his hair… with water even… whoa…
He put on lotion.
He used MOUTHWASH…
He even put on chapstick.
He’s “snazzed up!” … and won’t tell us why.
OMG… my boy is concerned with *whisper* “hygiene” shhhhhh
Forty minutes ago he was still a boy.
… a boy who grimaced at the sight of a comb.
… a boy who only bathed to play with the water toys.
… a boy who only brushed his teeth under duress.
… a boy who smelled funny.
… a little boy.
Now he’s “new and snazzy.”
We think he either has a hot date or he’s in the beginning stages of OCD.
Tomorrow, when we pick him up from school, I’m sure we’ll hear: “Yeah, baby, I’ll be in my Tonka by the curb.”
I’m worried. Pretty soon he’ll actually WANT to get dressed and borrow the car keys.