My Crazy Alien

For Porter's actual birthday we didn't do much. We had gone to his grandparents the day before and had a second birthday party so we were worn out. It had also snowed over night and I was pretty bummed because the news said it was the earliest it had snowed in recorded history in our area, which to me means I am in for a long cold winter. We sang happy birthday to him that morning and kept telling him it was his birthday but he told us his birthday was the next day. They even sang to him at church but their was no convincing him.

That night after church we were all just relaxing and Porter comes out with socks on his hands, shorts on his head and a noisy gun. He told me he was an alien and he kept shooting things. With the shorts on his head he really did look like some alien creature. He wanted his face covered but had to kept lifting them up so he could see. To me the funniest thing was that almost all of his skin was covered because of the shorts covering his head and the socks on his hand but he must have not noticed that one of his socks had fallen off. Porter is such a funny kid and is always keeping me entertained. I honestly have no idea where he gets these ideas.