Dan jokes that I am kind of hard on Cannon on the blog. Here's the thing. He is the sweetest, kindest, funniest, smartest, most adorable, wonderful little boy. But that stuff isn't funny. And no one wants to read another blog written by a mom talking about her perfect her kids are (and we celebrate imperfection, not perfection).
So, don't mistake my stories about his listening skills or drinking from the toilet for me thinking he's not the most wonderful thing ever. He is.
Just so we are clear, he is cuter, smarter, and more fun than your kid and he can beat up your kid to boot. So there.
The Best part? He told a woman at Target yesterday that Santa was playing golf.