Ladies Man

The kiddos and I (sans Spencer, of course) are driving home from preschool.  Joshie and I are talking about me signing up to be a "Mystery Reader".  (That's where you get to go in and read a book to the class at the end of the day - it's a mystery to the kids who the reader will be until they walk in.)  (Awesome sauce.)  The following conversation ensues:

Me: Can I bring Cole and Tess? (*note: I already know the answer to this, I just want to see what Josh says.)

Josh: Yes, they can come.  Tess will be good and Cole will be crazy!

Me: Would you hold Tess while I read the book?

Josh: What?

Me: I would put her on your lap.  Would you hold her for me?

Josh:  YES!  Then all the guirrels [girls] would come to sit by me.  Guirrels love babies. And Tess is cute.

I've always said that that boy is a lover, not a fighter.

Unlike Cole, who is most definitely a fighter.  He took on a five year old twice his size this morning while we were at aerobics.  He got at least three good punches in before I ran to intervene.  This child will be the death of me.