Prince Sam

Oh to be adored as much as Sam.  This little dude gets the royal treatment around here.  Whatever Sam wants, Sam gets.  Simple as that.  He insists on either Hank or Max getting in the tub with him and they drop whatever they are doing to join him. 

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They especially love washing his hair and making crazy hair do's with the shampoo.

What's that Sam?  You want chocolate cake for dinner?  Done.

How about some chicken for dinner?

Only if it's from Chick-fil-A.

You want to wear Ninja Turtle jammies all day?  Why not.

How about a nice healthy breakfast Sam?  Oh you want Lucky Charms...ok.

You want to get in the pool with Wax?  O.K. buddy, is the water warm enough for you?

Lately he's been requesting either Hank or Max read him a story before his nap and bedtime.

So of course that's what happens.

He kicks and screams when Randy and I brush his teeth but for some reason he will let his brothers do it.

So again, that's what usually happens.

Whenever we have a birthday party to go to, Sam is right in the middle of opening their presents and blowing out their candles.  Everyone just lets him do it too.  Probably because they know if they don't, they will hear his deafening scream.

After all the drama and money involved with getting his teeth fixed a few months ago, I'm sad to report the fillings have already fallen out.  I was physically ill about it.  He didn't even do anything drastic to lose them.  They simply fell out.

In true Sammy form, he'll continue to rock the snaggle tooth and manage to look adorable.  I can guarantee I won't be dumping anymore money into those teeth.  That is unless he asks me to, and then I probably will! 

Sam even has the cutest girls in the neighborhood catering to his every need.  The other day, Kennedy played baseball with him for an hour and then drove him around in his power wheels while he laid back and ate an otter pop.  When Lennon comes over, she does whatever he wants too.  She came downstairs one night when they were playing and said "Annie, Sammy doesn't feel very well".  It was the cutest thing I've ever heard a little kid say.  He was milking it too, pretending to be sick so she could take care of him.

This kid, has everyone wrapped around his finger and I'm sad to say I'm the worst one!  I can't help it.  We all love our little Sammy-boy.  Such a little rat!