I insisted on wearing my Spiderman pajama top as my shirt.  I did agree to putting on some warm sweat pants before Mommy took me over to Barbara's.

I ate grits, drank chocolate milk with a teaspoon of Merilax (I get that amount on MWF), brushed my teeth... then the FUN began.  Cars and Karate with GGM, watched a new Christmas episode of Jake, and played Fairies with Barbara.  We played lots of Keep Away and Hide and Seek using Hot and Cold.  We went through all of my books and found several Christmas stories.  I let Barbara read me one story but she had to read as fast as she could to keep me interested.  I so wanted to get up and run.

I showed GGM the Sidewalk Cops 3 : litterer YouTube video.  Then we acted it out several times.  This picture shows me as a policeman and GGM as a litterer.  I was giving her a lecture on why she should not Mess with Texas!

Another activity involved a bag of balls.  It looks like I was falling but actually I was just reaching for some balls to throw.

The goal of this game was to throw all of the balls....

and have them land on the sofa.  We did this activity two times before it was time for me to go home.
We also played for a long time throwing my rubber balls up the staircase and I would catch them.  The only problem was I wanted to play football and end up laying on the ground every time.  I was more entertained with my falling than with catching the ball.  

GGF brought out something very old: The duffel bag he used 80 years ago for three years during WWII.  I had on my Army helmet, jacket, and dog tags. 

A few years ago, GGF John put together this shadow box with memorabilia from his days serving in the Army in WWII.  His dog tags are on the right side near the Soldier's Handbook.  His Bronze Star is to the left of his Honorable Discharge paper on the red and blue ribbons. 

 
We weighed and measured my height today.  One web site made these calculations:
At 4 years and 3 months:
your child is 40.5 pounds, and that is
at the 75th percentile for weight.
your child is 43.5 inches, and that is
at the 92nd percentile for height.

With my dad being 6'1" and my mom being 5"6" a website said this about me:

Congratulations!

Your child has a good chance of being:     6'4" tall

I found out that my dad is 6'1" tall.  Uncle Scott is 6'4."  Pops was 6'3 1/2."  On my mother's side of the family my GG fathers, PaPa, and my only blood uncle were all shorter, being between 5'8" and 5"10"   So I am getting my height from my dad's family.

I also put these number together:
When my dad was three years old:   35 pounds      38 inches
When Scott was three years old:      38 pounds       39 inches
Me at three years old:                       33 pounds      38 1/2 inches

A funny thing:  I want my penis to be in the center of my underwear because once it was peeking out and I don't want that.  I also don't want my jeans to droop because I don't want my underwear to show.