Today Calvin stayed with his grandma for a few hours while Andy and I had a tax appointment. When we picked him up, she said he'd dug a crown out of the toy box, put it on over his eyes like they were glasses, and ran around with it on all day. She thought it was hilarious and snapped a few photos.
Andy hates how long Calvin's hair has gotten and giving him a haircut is a continuous "discussion". He says that some days even though he's his own son, he can't help but think that he looks like a little girl. Whatever, he's cute with or without his tiara.