This child...

...cracks me up! This first thing I heard/saw this morning was Alex in my face (and in my bed) holding tight to his helmet and asking me to help put it on. I did, hoping he would go play quietly for a while, which he did. By 7:45am, we were on our way out the door to the gym, and I couldn't convince Alex to leave his helmet at home. So he wore it. All day long. To the gym childcare, to his Friday playgroup, to Costco, to lunch with Nana, to 3 different Home Depots (as we searched for the perfect birthday gifts for Alan), to T-ball practice (where he took a big hit in the face, if only he had turned his head the helmet would have taken the hit!) to the park and to a pizza party with Uncle Steve and Aunt Sommer. I love this kid!