For scouts tonight we talked about Native Americans. We made feather headdresses, told old wise tales, and discussed why scouts and native americans have a lot in common.
Sam wanted to paint their faces with war paint, but I chickened out. The last thing I need is a bunch of mom's coming to yell at me.
I still haven't decided if Sam really truly just knows way too much information about everything on earth...or if he is the best faker in town.
But heck, if it gets me out of having to answer all the weird questions 8-10 year olds come up with then fake away.
2 comments:
Somewhere, there is a picture of a Halloween with me dressed as an Indian mom with Sam in a backpack as my papoose. I think you copied it. He has a yellow headband and is almost as cute as Bailey. As for whether Sam actually knows the answers to everything--not even I can tell when he's making things up, so I guess he'll continue to impress at least 8-10 year olds. He appears to be smarter than a 5th grader!
I just reread my comment. I didn't mean you copied my idea or the yellow headband. I meant you copied the picture when Sam made the cool wedding reception montage of pictures, so that you could look at Sam wearing a yellow headband like his little girl. Does that make sense? Not that I'm in the habit of making sense.
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