We are approaching the Trying Threes

T got into my make-up again. (Should I worry ? :P) Covering himself, the Barbie Corvette, his "older" sister, the couch and his rocking dog. In the midst of his time-out, he kept crying "T wants Kimber, T wants Kimber" So I told him, Kimber is not coming to save you. That was not a good choice and you need to sit. Then he said "Kimber come save me." It's hard not to laugh at that.

Within 20 minutes he was outside dumping big blobs of baby lotion all over - the wagon, both of K's bikes, T's bike, the Barbie Jeep, his Wiggles car, the patio, and the dog. (Maybe we have too much stuff) K let him know that Kimber is not coming over to save you. I guess that doesn't make me sound great, but he has to have time-out regardless of whether Kimber comes over or not. Maybe that just tells me she is his comfort, like Baboo!