Oh yes! My Dad just reminded me of the story I couldn't remember!! Excellent!
The day after mom took Owen to the circus I noticed he had these bright red spots on his cheeks. I noticed them right after he woke up from his nap and I thought he was flushed from being really hot while he slept (...this boy will NOT put on a shortsleeved shirt. He will NOT wear shorts. He will NOT wear sandals. He will ONLY use his heavy winter blanket. I work on trying to transition him to a new season every day but he will not be moved. Maybe a week in Texas coming up will break his wintry spirit.) It turns out that my mom accidentally scrubbed cotton candy off of his pink-covered little mug with an antibacterial wipe, rather than just a normal baby wipe. Maybe the oils got rubbed out of his skin and left him chafed. Anyway. Before we figured out what caused it I was talking to him at bedtime:
Me: You have some red cheeks today! Maybe you got a little too hot at naptime. How about we try a short sleeved shirt tomorrow so you don't get so hot!
Owen: You [I] don't LIKE up sleeves! You only like DOWN sleeves. ALL the way down to your hands!
Me: But you were so sweaty when you were sleeping today! I don't want you to get red skin.
Owen: My cheeks are tight and red. I am getting bigger and bigger! My skin is too tight! When I'm growing into a Daddy my skin is getting small and tight! I'm getting to be a big Daddy!
That one got me to giggling and melted me at the same time.
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