Dylan, Dylan, Dylan

What can I say? This kid keeps me busy. He wakes up early and is going non-stop all day. He's my active little monkey. Dylan is protective, loving, curious, funny, smart and charming all rolled into one really adorable 5-year-old boy. However, his intellectual level far exceeds his emotional level, which often leaves us both feeling frustrated. He's quick to react (overreact) and can be super stubborn, which is why some days I think I may literally go crazy. But I love my Dylan: the good, the bad and the ugly. Here is just another Dylan story to add to the collection.

He's been quite the helper with all the remodeling around here and has been so excited about carrying tools around. The first really helpful thing he did was glue a couple of leftover pieces of baseboard to the wall of the garage. Yep, I guess he thought it would look good. It's still there - I can't seem to pry them off. A few days later, he colored me a lovely picture and wanted to hang it up. I thought that meant on the refrigerator with a magnet. Of course not. I am in the process of rehanging pictures after painting (it's been a slow process because I think I need a few changes with pictures and decorations, but I'm slow to commit to anything). Anyway, I'm smart enough to put away the hammer, but apparently he found a nail on the table and used his own hammer from his toolbox to hang his lovely drawing in my bedroom for me to see. AHHH! I know it could be way worse, but all this happened while I was changing the laundry. Imagine if I let that kid out of my sight for a full half hour. Oh that damage that could be done. Well, I wasn't exactly happy about either helpful idea by Dylan, but had to take a couple pictures to remember the momentous occasions.