Weird Baby

One of Sutton's favorite books that we read almost daily is called Weird Parents.

I have no idea why he loves this book so much...I mean...he has completely normal parents so it makes no sense. ;)

Anyway, we have taken to calling Ren the weird baby because he is actually a very strange and funny child. We came up with the idea to write a book about him called "Weird Baby." So here it is:

Weird Baby
by Sutton Ricky John Jones (he asked to be called that for the book) & Mommy

There once was a family that had a weird baby.
Whenever his big brother told the weird baby something, he would do it.

The weird baby always loved to climb on the big brother's bunk bed ladder,
even though he told the weird baby not to.

At lunch time when the weird baby was eating, he would say "Achoo!" and spit his food out on his mommy.

In the afternoon when the weird baby was supposed to be napping, he would stand up and look close into the video monitor.

When they would go on walks, the weird baby would stand up and turn around in his stroller to look at who was pushing him.

Outside when his mommy tried to chase him, the weird baby would run away with an evil giggle.

The weird baby liked to lay on top of pillows on the floor.
He also liked to sit on top of his daddy to read books.

The weird baby liked to dig in the trash and find old food to eat.
He also ate dog food.
And drank out of puddles.
He was so weird.

Whenever the family had ice cream, the weird baby would yell if they didn't feed him fast enough.

The weird baby loved whistles and walked around blowing on one.
He even tried to blow on toys that weren't whistles to make a whistley noise.

If the weird baby heard music, he would clasp his hands and move them around in a weird way.

The weird baby always messed up the family's games. Didn't he know that a board game is NOT a good place to sit?

When the mommy told the weird baby that it was time for nigh night, the weird baby would toddle down the hall to his room and lay on the floor in the dark.

The big brother wished that the weird baby wasn't weird anymore.
But then he realized he actually loved him being weird.

The weird baby always made things more fun.

After all...the weird baby was his little brother, weird or not.