That's my boy!

When I picked Payne up from preschool this morning, he emerged from the building wearing a different shirt than the one he'd worn in. 

When questioned about this mystery, he responded only with "I got frow up orn it."

Oh my.

I was confused that I hadn't gotten a call that he was ill, so I dug through his back pack and found this informative note:

 

 

I must say, I'm almost proud. My little daredevil...

I am, however, drawing an emphatic line through "Go to Six Flags" on my mental Future Family Fun list.