As we pulled into the parking lot of the popcorn store Kane shouts from the backseat, "Mommy, does my hair look fancy?" Uh, after I recovered from the shock of the proper use of word "fancy" from my 3 year old son, I said, "Of course it does!" "Mom, does it look fancy enough to go to Joy's house? I'll make it fancier if I can go to Joy's house." Then proceeds to vigorously rub his hands through his hair, fancying it up I suppose.
Touring the popcorn store in style!
How do I get this thing open?
He ended up putting it on the ground and stomping it open. Nice.
And we found Cadburry eggs too but mommy might be keeping those for herself.