Camden suddenly insisted he needed to wear his aviator sunglasses to church. Inside church. Inside his Sunday school classroom. And I said no, he can't wear them inside the classroom, that I'll hold on to them, until I pick him up.
I might as well have said that Disney World burnt to the ground.
Note: He has not cared about these sunglasses at ALL, ever. Until this morning. Now they're the most important thing in his tiny little life.
Kid just wants to look good.
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| Prior to his sunglasses-removal meltdown. We're inside here. In church. |
In other news, we finally painted and "erupted" the kids' little volcano from the kit they made last week.
I have an issue with the term "volcanic eruptions." When I lived in New Jersey, there was a gentleman's club (that's the nice term for it) next door to our neighborhood Red Robin called...."Volcanic Eruptions."
Eww. Eww. Ewwwwwwwww.
Facts you never wanted to know but can't live without.
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| It's "erupting". |
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