"Yes. Thatcher. He kissed me on the lips at the park."
Or
"No. Thatcher broke up with me. He doesn't tell me I'm pretty, so I don't tell him he's handsome."
Truth.
And that's really how they act with each other.
Love/hate. At the age of four.
Honestly, I really could see these two getting married one day.
And while it's super cute, it's already so dramatic. Not sure all of us could handle this kind of relationship FOREVER!
Back to my story, Thatcher is the youngest of three boys, and his parents have done a wonderful job of teaching them how to be gentleman and how to treat a lady. And that birthdays are a big deal :)
Because Everlee turned four, Thatcher had four days of presents.
Day 1 - flowers and dance bra/top
Below....midnight....opening presents....still in her "browns" {she calls bras browns....and Cru calls them braums}.
Day 2 - homemade jewelry
Day 3 - fingernail polish and lip gloss
Oh Thatch....he came running up to the house and wasn't even in the door and he was ripping her present open! He ripped the package of fingernail polish open and opened the bottle as fast as he could! He was ready to get to work! His mom was shocked!!! And so scared green nail polish was going to fly everywhere. He got to painting and insisted on using every color! Everlee held up her painted nails and said, "I have no more fingers!" So, he layered! The commentary during this process was PRICELESS! Should have videoed more!
After polish, he moved onto the lip gloss!
You have set the bar high, little man! No matter who he marries, I have a feeling she will be one lucky lady ♥
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