Crazy Eights!!: 6/1/10

Peyton just turned 4 and I can't believe it! I was looking for a recent picture of him the other day to take to a speech appointment and couldn't believe how old he looked in all the pictures! Peyton is all about dinosaurs and (since seeing How to Train Your Dragon) dragons. His favorite thing to do is go to the library and check out non fiction dinosaur books and Land Before Time videos.
Peyton is always smiling, usually breaking things, and has gotten to be a pro at sitting in time out=). He is so sweet. Lately he needs to know where I am at all times. Every 4 minutes or so, he will yell my name in a panic-edged voice. If he hears me right away, he says, "I love you", but if he can't hear my response, he runs around the house screaming my name, and when he finds me, he says, "I just need you."

Peyton always has the right answer to your question. Benson asked him the other day why his eyes are blue, and he quickly responded, "Because I love you."
I think I love this age, because they always say funny things and make the world makes sense to them. The other day, we were driving to meet Benson at his office, and it was a beautiful day, so I was telling Peyton how I love to look at the beautiful world around me, because it reminds me of how much my Heavenly Father loves me. Here, I think I'm having a little spiritual teaching moment with my son, when he responds, "Heavenly Father doesn't love you." Not sure I understand him correctly, I confirm, "What did you say?" To which he repeats, "Heavenly Father doesn't love you, Mom." Quite confused and a little concerned, I try to clarify, "Why doesn't Heavenly Father love me?" To which he responds, "Not with those glasses on."
I have to admit the glasses I was wearing were a little strange, but they were the only ones I could find that day. So a couple of days later, we were in the car again, and I had different sunglasses on, so I ask Peyton, "Does Heavenly Father love me now?" To which he states, "Yes, he just doesn't like goofy glasses." Aah, funny boy.

My goofy glasses. By the way, he didn't really want me to take a picture of him with them on.

As I said earlier, Peyton is very sweet. He dotes on his little sister Kennedi, and truly thinks she is a princess. They both plan to marry each other in the temple. Benson thinks that's gross, but I still think it's cute, at least for another year or so.
Peyton is all boy. He loves to yell, jump, play anything that involves a ball, but HATES having his hair cut. He screams and cries and acts as though we are torturing him. This morning, his hair needed cut very badly, so we told him that we were going to cut his hair. Instantly he went into the kitchen and got scissors and clear packing tape, and asked us to put it on his mouth so he wouldn't cry. Well, it worked for the first couple of minutes.