Nathan's Playhouse

Well. . . it is not really a playhouse. . . more like a decorated box with doors. But Nathan LOVES to play in it.

Tonight after we put him to bed, Nathan was saying meow... meow... meow... which means he wanted his stuffed kitty with him in bed. We remembered that he had put kitty in his house earlier tonight, so Mark moved the house and saw . . .

. . . not just the kitty, but a large stash of toys, books, and clothes. We have noticed this before. He likes to take his favorite things into the playhouse. It is also a good place to hide his toys from Micah. So, we had seen it before, but tonight it cracked us up.

What's in the pile? Blue jeans, jacket,and tennis shoes from today; 4 books; Thomas the train flashlight; pajamas from his bag (from spending the night with Grandmama & Grandaddy); and KITTY.



Nathan continues to entertain us. He is a good little boy, and we enjoy all the silly little things he does. . . We love being his parents.

He loves wearing his boots. There is just something about a boy and his boots. They match everything--even pj's!

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