CLAYTON

The other day I went back and read through old blogs.  It was fun.  Kinda like reading through old journals.  I got to see the process all over again of how God was doing a work in my life personally and then stemming out of that how He led us straight into adoption.  I love that.  I also got to watch my kids grow.  And then I noticed.  There just really isn't a whole lot said about my adorable Clayton.  Kyle got to be in the lime light this summer as we explored his "stuff" and maybe Clayton got left out.  But just so you know, he is NOT left out at home.  This boy makes sure of it.  But for my blog reading friends, I need to let you in on the wonders of my boy Clayton.


Clayton loves to laugh.  He loves for you to laugh at him. Clayton loves to do things his way.  "Let me do it." and then "I can't." are common  phrases for him.  He loves to dress himself and has distinct opinions for each component.  Glasses, Hats, Goggles, you name it, if it's funny or funky, he'll wear it.  Today at the gym he wanted to wear his rainbow swim goggles with his baseball cap and yellow monkey rain boots.  He got just a little bit of attention.  Clayton is ravenous when it comes to fruit but little else on the menu.  He loves loves loves to be naked and though I clothe him often, he removes his clothes just as often.  Clayton loves to say anything his brother says.  He is verbal and makes me laugh when his little voice squeaks out a very adult sounding phrase.  Clayton loves to sing, clap, dance and "shake his bootee".  And to top off all of his cuteness, he has a Texas accent.

So this morning was his first day of Mother's Day Out.  Of course he wanted to dress himself.  He took off his jammies, and diaper and went to get his shoes.  After I helped him put those on, he jumped up and said emphatically, "OK Mommy.  Ready to go."  Naked with converse shoes only.  Such a silly kid!!  I did convince him to dress the rest of himself and we were on our way.  I thought he couldn't have turned out any more precious.  

I took him to his classroom and not a tear was shed.  Not him.  Not me.  What's wrong with me?  Am I callous?  I guess I just love it that both of my boys are so ready and excited for a change in scenery and of course that I get a few hours all to my self.