Nathan Reighley, Turkey
Yesterday my wife asked me to hold my son down so that she could cut his fingernails. She said that she had cut the fingernails on his right hand earlier in the day, and after about 3 fingers he had had enough and started wrestling and fighting with her.
When Nathan (just turned 2) heard that she wanted to cut his nails, he climbed up on my lap and held his left hand out, and politely allowed Andee to cut all 5 nails. Then he gave her each of his feet and let her clip his nails.
Andee asked him why he was so naughty in the morning and why he is being so good now that Daddy is home.
He answered with a smile: "Turkey"
(When he is ornery his Grandma often tells him "Nathan, you are a Turkey")
