A.k.a The Peanut Gallery, A.k.a E, and formerly known as Meltdown Charlie. Now, I did not name him "The Naked Lemur", well maybe I did, sort of.
Today my beautiful four year old came tearing into my living room full of life and smiles and laughter. He looks at me, raises his arms straight up into the air and bursts out with "I am a Naked Lemur! Lemur's are naked because they don't need clothes. Right mom." This wasn't really a question, but more of a statement of fact. Who was I to argue. I couldn't. Lemurs don't wear clothes, plain and simple. All day long he ran around my home with reckless abandon. Taking the time to pick on his sister of course. He is much like my brother-in-law in that manner. Both of them are not satisfied unless they are satisfied with how much they have bugged the crap out of a person. They truly do take pleasure in seeing how much they have annoyed a person and make them squirm. (He practices daily on his 13 year old brother) Good thing this is done in fun and not to outright hurt someone. Well in E's case it is. He's four, he doesn't understand his super powers yet.
He is my funny kid as you can tell. His logic has us in stitches from sun up to sun down. He loves pea pods because they shoot zombies (thank you zombie plants). Logic says he should be terrified of zombies, but he talks about them constantly. Zombie's are not allowed at preschool. His knock knock jokes make no sense but are absolutely funny because he finds them hilarious. He falls apart laughing as he reveals the punchline. (how could you not crack up at such cuteness?) My husband keeps saying he'll be a great politician as he already tries to reason like one. Not only that, you say something, he'll look at you and then change the subject. Yep, I have to agree with my husband on the politician thing.
He has quite the temper though. He knows what he wants and is not afraid to let you know. He has been known to clear heights envious of a basketball star in his fits of defiance. He even boxed the door one day. I could only laugh, and then say that punching things is not an appropriate way of dealing with his anger and he was still going to bed.
The best part about my Naked Lemur is that he loves his brothers and sister with all his heart. He has a kind and compassionate heart. He puts other people first. He misses his family dearly whenever they are away for too long. He gives bear sized hugs to his sister when we pick him up from preschool. You would swear they hadn't seen each other in years. He can hold his baby brothers attention for minutes at a time. Getting him to smile, coo and giggle. And he loves to do it. He adores helping out. I know it won't last long, so I'm enjoying it while I can.
I'm happy he is happy being The Naked Lemur. I'm also glad that being naked for him is having no clothes on except his underwear.