You've heard of "Spring Fever", right?
Little Brother hasn't.
He skipped straight to "Summer Fever".
Mom-E told our charismatic little guy that we were hoping to take a long weekend trip to the beach this summer.
So excited, he became, that Little Brother decided that the time to pack was NOW.
He insisted--and without assistance--put his swim trunks (termed "fimming funks") in a bag, gathered up all of the beach toys, and loaded both into the mini-van.
He even managed to find a swim diaper for Bab-E Brother.
He didn't seem to be fazed when Mom-E tried to explain that it wasn't summer yet, and it was too cold to swim right now.
"But it's warm today," he replied. "Is the beach locked? Are we going to go unlock it?"
I wish. Eventually, dude. Hang in there. We'll get you some tylenol for your "fever."
See you on Fatherhood Friday,
Warm it up,
Busy-Dad-E
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This was a great laugh for me when Mom-E told me about it yesterday and again reading it this morning. I am picturing Little Brother running around gathering up his things for the beach...and how considerate of him to pack a swim diaper for Baby Brother as well. Still chuckling.
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