Monkey See, Monkey Doo-Doo

It’s been a quick week. Suddenly it’s Friday. We’re making plans to take L’s mother out for Mother’s Day. It should be lots of fun.

I’m trying to get into a routine with the little boo of hitting the playgrounds after work. There has been a shocking development of late. He can now climb up the ladders to the monkey bars. This means one that Daddy’s has heart palpitations as he gleefully climbs to spots even with my head and two the days of the crib may be soon over. It was comforting to know that there was at least one place in the house I could put him and still be sure he’d be there in the morning.

Minutia:


I slipped on my damn damn ban and said dammit in front of E. Thankfully it went unnoticed.

E’s birthday continues as we learn that lighting any candle is cause to sing Happy Birthday to E.

The Embassies of the European Union are having an open house tomorrow. If you’re in the DC area you should check it out! We’re going to try to hit a few.

Never show your 2-year-old how a toy is put together. You may as well write destroy me on it.

I was surprised in the car last week when E started singing his very first song on his own. He can now do a pretty damn good rendition of Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star. It’s the cutest thing you’ll ever hear.

This weekend will mark E's introduction to the potty. There's been keen interest so will see how the first pee and greet goes.

Have a great weekend my friends,

B