i was chasing dutch around this morning in my attempt to get us ready and out of the house at a decent time. it’s so not easy now that he’s an active 2-year-old. but i managed to get him still for oh probably about 32.7 seconds. just long enough to wipe him down with a soapy washcloth and then he somehow got free again.
he was running all around the house butty-naked when i was finally able to snatch him up and bring him to the bedroom to get him dressed.
dutch was giggling the whole time (because for some reason this whole running from mommy in the mornings thing is quite funny to him) and i said, “dutch, you are so goofy!!”
his response: “you gucci, mama!!”
ya just gotta love this kid…