When I come home most days, Joseph greets me at the door with a loud, "It's da!" He always pleads for me to pick him up. I make him say "please," then we rough house until dinner.
This Friday, I was supposed to be home on time so Heather could make an appointment. Running late, I had about 2 minutes to grab the baby as Heather scooted out the door. Joseph saw me skip past him to grab Lena. He crumpled to the floor, a sobbing heap of toddler. Not even an episode of Curious George could make it better. Daddy had forgotten him :-(
Saturday, January 31, 2009
Saturday, January 24, 2009
Thursday, January 01, 2009
Who's that guy?
We went to the zoo again today because Joseph asked all week long to "see monkies." He even proposed riding there on his bike sans clothes. We decided not to let him go solo, and had a good time. Joseph didn't throw any fits and we spent a lot of time looking at the monkeys. We explored the zoo's new Africa section. Each time Joseph saw a new animal he'd say, "Who's that guy?"
When we reached the warthogs, he asked again. Then, looking at the horns he ventured a guess... "Ceratops?"
When we reached the warthogs, he asked again. Then, looking at the horns he ventured a guess... "Ceratops?"
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