Nathan's Pocket Knife

Nathan is about as boy as they come. I don't quite know what to think sometimes.

I caught Nathan sawing on the fence outside with what I thought was a pocket knife. Where would he have gotten one of those and oh no! He is two!

As I carefully approached him so he would not stab himself and I could take the dangerous weapon away from him, I realized that he had simple gone to the drawer in the kitchen and pulled out a pair of nail clippers. He took the file and extended it out and was using it like you would a pocket knife.

And he is two.

In his pockets you can almost always find his "pocket knife" (nail clippers) and a battery. This kid thinks like a boy, acts like a boy, and even smells like a boy (yes, he is still in diapers and refuses any other option). He is about as cute as they come, acts as tough and grough, but still needs the cuddly times with mom when he is tired or has his feelins hurt. He is a Daddy's boy most of the time. At least once a day he puts on his boots and announces that he is "going to work. To make some money." And he really thinks he is going to work.

Occasionally Evan actually takes him to work and he is thrilled.

I'm sure the day will come when Nathan will want a real pocket knife. But for now the nail clippers are doing the job.

I'm a little nervous.