Silly Greyson

Our poor little man has had a rough couple of days, yesterday he fell off the bed and hit the back of his head. Then today he was running and sliding and hit his forehead on the window sill, then a little bit later Maddy was practicing her dance and he ran right in front of her as she kicked and he got kicked in the head. He's a tough little guy and only cried for a minute each time and then told me Maddy was "Mean" the time he got kicked. He also has a huge bruise from where he got his shot and he keeps pushing on it saying "Oww".
The other day Maddy had just finished talking to my mom on the phone and he came running into the room with the phone saying "Hi Cook, Hi Cook!" so I had to call Grandma Cook back so he could say hi. She was thrilled and he couldn't have been prouder of what a big boy he was talking on the phone. Whenever we get off the phone he asks "Who Dat?" and then after we tell him he says "Oh" and then repeats the name of whoever it was.
Last night we were trying to read the scriptures and it was actually pretty quiet no one was fighting and they both appeared to be listening. Then Greyson decided it wasn't quiet enough and started shushing each one of us, with his mischievous grin and twinkling eyes and him getting after each one of us. I have to admit we all got the giggles. Not very conducive to the spirit but it was still a funny memory. He's such a little character and loves to make us all laugh. I just know we're going to be in trouble the older he gets he's already such a silly little monkey and 100% boy, but we are so grateful for him and the sweet little boy that he is.



Maddy is very excited for tomorrow and has asked me about a hundred times today "Mom, you remember I want to be in the Count Down (Dance Down) don't you?" She was so upset with me when I didn't put her in it at the last competition because I didn't think she would do it, that's she's not taking any chances this time. We wrapped her hair in rags again so it will be curly for the competition tomorrow and after we were done she asked Brandon if she looked like a ragamuffin. Brandon being the good dad that he is told her she looked adorable. We were laughing because she used the word ragamuffin and because she thought she looked like one because of the rags in her hair. Sometimes the things that come out of her mouth I just shake my head and wonder where she gets it.