All things Bode

Bode's life can be summed up in three words: basketball, food, and teeth.

Currently, the only things Bode gives a rip about are playing basketball, watching basketball, accumulating basketball themed clothing, eating, talking about eating, planning and preparing for the next time he will eat, wiggling teeth, pulling teeth, and collecting cash from the tooth fairy (AKA Mia).

Before his Yaya bought him some "real basketball socks" he was wearing Andy's dress socks and pulling them up to his thighs. The heels of Andy's socks were dangling off of his calves. I totally let him go to school like this every day. It was not worth the battle.

Bode is now insulted by kids meals. Not only can he tear up an adult-sized meal, but he usually orders an extra something and eats my food. I don't know how I will afford him when he's a teenager.

And last but certainly not the least mortifying, Bode's mouth could be used for a Billy-Bob teeth mold.

Thankfully, a slip and fall took care of the latest tooth, and Supercuts did an amazing job with the haircut. It looks like a blind Edward Scissorhands got a hold of him.

Sunday, while waving a Bible in the air, his teacher asked what the greatest book in the world was. Bode emphatically yelled, "The Dictionary!"

This is the happiest, funniest, hungriest, sweetest kid you'll ever meet. He makes his toddler years so worth it.