Thursday, October 28, 2010

Carmen and Carter, sittin' in a tree ...

I am in totally in love with Carter, the kid next door.  He's 3 1/2 years old and in Nursery with us.  His older brother, Jefferson, used to come over to my house all the time to A) play on the bunk bed upstairs and B) borrow my stuffed animals.  I AM THE COOLEST NEIGHBOR YOU BETTER BELIEVE IT.  Jefferson still occasionally comes over to borrow stuffed animals or play Mario Kart with Sam, another neighbor kid.

Deep down, I might just be a really cool 8-year-old boy.  I have the maturity and sense of humor to prove it. @_@
Why do ducks have flat feet?  To put out forest fires.  Why do elephants have flat feet?  To put out flaming ducks!  HAHAHAHA! {{insert exasperated eyeroll here}}

Yesterday, Carter pulled out this little wagon and Carmen found out she could fit into it.  Carter really wanted to pull Carmen around outside, and his mom gave him permission to do it.  Carmen was thrilled and had a great time.  My camera was acting up yesterday so I wasn't able to get a picture of it.  Luckily, Carter came back today and I asked if he wanted to pull her around again.  I asked him to give me a smile and he actually gave me one!  If only I could convince him to be so nice for his Nursery directory photo ... every time I pulled out the camera he would hide and make ugly faces at me.  (Crazy children and their Jekyll-and-Hyde attitudes!)

He looks so huge compared to Carmen!  The camera angle doesn't help, either.  But she *is* about half his size.  You might notice a scar on his cheek - early this year he had a nickel-sized cyst removed from his face.  The scar totally freaked out the other Nursery workers and made them think Carter was a scary/tough kid.  Ha ha!  He *is* quite a confident kid who could probably make his big brother cry, but I think he's a total sweetheart!

Growing up, I didn't like being the oldest.  I always wanted an older brother ... you know, the kind who might pick on me and tease me all the time, but would beat the crap out of any other boy who made me cry.  Carter can be Carmen's fake big brother. :)

I also think it's cute that the kids alternate between calling me "Kamis" and "Sister Dewey".  Am I really old enough to be called "Sister"?!  The other day, I calculated that I'm exactly halfway between 16 (the age of my baby brother!) and 30 (the age of many of my friends!)  I'm not quite sure how I feel about that fact!

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