Latvia

As most of you know my Mr. Prince LOVES geography. Well, currently he is in love with Latvia. A couple of months ago a family moved into the ward and come to find out their son is serving a mission in Latvia. I jumped at the chance and asked his parents to give him our address to send our little Latvia enthusiast a postcard. And today it came! Oh how exciting!
Only one problem now...Mr. Prince wants to go even more!

Halloween Pics

 

For someone who didn't want to dress up, he sure enjoyed Trick or Treating.

A Pirate. ARGH Matey, where's the candy? (He did a whole block this year.)

An evil Warlock can cast a spell even through the computer...careful his hand is pointed at you.

But a Ravenclaw will only cast spells on the bad guys. (He dressed Yoshi up as a White Vampire. I thought it was adorable!)

Ninja's are so stelthy you can't even find them in the thesaurus.

Super Why with the Power to READ. (This one is doing really well at the Power of Speaking...one thing at a time.)

And Mom gets to be a girl. That's it...just a girl.

Lonely Spot

This afternoon we went to the Crimson's. (Of course I originally had planned to ask them to our house, but my boys were bent on going over there. They usually get their way when it comes to the Crimsons.)
At one point during the day we noted that things were exceptionally quiet. It wasn't much later Cinnamon Crimson took these photos.
That is Mr. D.A. under all of those pillows.
He told Cinnamon earlier in the day that this was his lonely spot. Well, his number one lonely spot. He has a second lonely spot under the table. Not the big dining room table. The table in the kitchen. Which means the lonely spot is an open cabinet where everyone can see you and is pretty much the most UN-lonely place one can be.
He slept here for a couple good hours and when I went to wake him up he kept pulling pillows back onto him and trying to go back to sleep. I hope he sleeps through the night tonight...
But he sure is CUTE!

Girl Stuff

Ever since Mr. Super started school he loves girl stuff. At least that is what I thought. Almost every day he got to pick a toy to bring home out of the prize box, and more often than not he has brought home girl stuff. Pink pencils, barbie things, hello kittie, you name it. I thought he was enchanted by them because things like that are such a novelty around here. That was until yesterday.

~Lightbulb~

He brought home a tiara yesterday. I told him it was lovely and ask him if he wanted some help putting it on. He told me no and then proceeded to shove it onto my head. Each time I took it off he insisted I put it back on. And when I asked him if I looked like a queen he told me, "No, you are a princess." I love that of course. And that is when the lightbulb went on. Every time he brought home these little treasures he always handed them to me as soon as he walked in the house. I thought he was just letting me see what he got as a prize that day, but he never did that when he brought home dinosaurs or superhero stuff. DUH!!! He has been bringing them home for me. Wow, what a sweet kid. It only took me a year...

On a little side note. Mr. Prince also loved my tiara and made the comment, "You're prettier than the Moms." I don't know who "The Moms" are, but I really don't care. I'm prettier than they are anyway.
Thanks Prince!

Cartography

For the last couple of years I have often said my Prince should be a cartographer when he grows up. But I guess we didn't have to wait that long. Lately he has been drawing all of the continents and labeling all of the countries with their capitols. It's what he does with his down time.
The best part... he knows them all by heart.
Yesterday while driving in the car he said to me, "Mom, name all of the countries that start with G."
I thought of Georgia, and Guatemala. He then gave me a game show buzzer sound and proceeded to give me a list of all of the G countries. Then he started telling me what other countries are on each of their borders.
Currently Latvia is his favorite country, but I'm sure it will change. A few months ago he talked constantly of Sudan. This is one of those things I would love a ton of money for. He begs to visit these places...how I would love to take him. To him it would be more than just a cool vacation, he would really learn. Oh well, maybe when we win the lotto...which we don't play...

To illustrate...

Just wanted to share a small story as to why I call Mr. Perfect...Mr. Perfect.

The other day we had pizza. (Okay not so extraordinary.) But the next day there were only two pieces left. One of the older boys came and got a piece and that left one. Mr. Perfect got it out and was just about to take a bite when a little brother came and asked for some, and seconds after him another little brother. So even after being prompted to "Just go eat the piece." he got out a knife and cut it into three parts to share with his little brothers. Once they all had their share he was once again just about to bite into the pizza when... another little brother came in asking for some pizza. YES, once again he took the knife and the tiny little piece in his hand was split in half so he could share with his little brother.

Oh Perfect! If only more people in the world were like you.