...his first knife...10:49 AM
I finally got around to ordering his first pocket knife, part of our deal with potty training.
It came yesterday and he could hardly wait to put it together with Steve.
I was in the process of putting Gianna to bed, but I loved the few glimpses I stole.
He even let it stay on the table by his bed. He is very particular about what is allowed on that table. A flashlight, rosary, water, tissue...and now the knife. Just like dad.
We skyped Nanny and Pop first thing this morning to show them. He patiently waited in the office until I told him we could message them, due to the time change.