P-Dawg

This kid.

Need I say more?



He has been giving us quite a run for our money here lately. Turning into quite the terrible (almost) 3 year old..

He is all personality and will let you know loud and clear if something doesn't go his way. My poor middle child.


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Let me begin the story by saying going to church with 4 kids under 6 is a challenge! Sometimes I wonder why I am even there. All I'm doing is hushing my kids, rocking/bouncing/feeding/changing a baby. Then I realize you know what, at least I got to take the sacrament and hear bits and pieces of people's talks. Plus, we are setting an example for our boys. So they have a firm foundation and strong testimonies of our Savior-- something I didn't have growing up.

With that being said.


Here we are all 6 of us sitting in a pew. 4 kids vs 2 adults. Weston and Parker are arguing about crayons. Come on, seriously? Crayons. Only at church I tell ya'.

Parker being the everything is mine toddler, let out a huge scream/yell. My first reaction was to cover his mouth. So, I did. I put my hand directly over his mouth and told him to be quiet. Once he hushed, I removed my hand and told him to be reverent. He looked at me with his death look and said,



"Don't step on my mouth, MOM!"


I guess you had to be there because it was the funniest thing I think he has ever said.

He obviously doesn't know my foot from my hand! J/k!




We sure do love our little p-man though. As you can see he has a long list of nicknames

-P
-p-man
-p-dawg
-pee pee
-pizzle
-chicken butt
-parkey poo
-park

-Poor kid. Thank his dad for those names.