Mr. H

This is the kid who sings along with the Wicked soundtrack in the car (and he knows most of the words). This is the kid who hasn't slept through the night in a month. This is the kid who, when I ask him to do something says, "Of course I will, mom." This is the kid who requests to watch Bob the Builder's Christmas to Remember 80 times a day. This is the kid who grabs his boots and coat the minute his dad comes home so they can go outside to work. This is the kid who grabs your face to give you a kiss at any given moment  earning himself the nickname "The Kissing Bandit". This is the kid who still refuses to go potty on the potty: "No I don't have to go potty, mom." This is the kid who's so skinny his pants fall down, even when they're rolled over once at the waist. This is the kid who wants to be just like his dad. This is the kid who'll follow me around the house asking to read stories. This is Hayden.