Me: “That baby’s in there somewhere, Cole!”
Him: “Yeah. Mommy, your tummy is all big and circley!”
That is all.
The monkey digs crafts. He’s usually game to have his photo taken. And he humours his dad all the time.
The other day his Nana got him this wacky Buzz Lightyear toy that has 3 spinning LEDs surrounding his helmet. Squeeze the legs together, the lights start whizzing around. He digs this toy.
How do these things relate? Wait for the dark, set camera on tripod with long exposure time, and tell the boy, “I’m going to take a picture of you going nuts with your toy, OK? But it’s a LOONG picture, so go LOTSA NUTSA!”
My wife warned me that the little guy has been mixing cereals lately. So it came as no huge surprise on Sunday when we fired up breakfast and he decided he wanted more than one cereal in a bowl. Only, it wasn’t nearly as bad as Alex made it out to be. Nesquik cereal (chocolate) with Cocoa Mini-Wheats Bites (chocolate and sugar). Seemed like a perfectly fine mix, and he ate it quite happily. But then….
Sometimes people mean that metaphorically… they’re going to buckle down and blog more, blog better, have guest bloggers, etc. I was just looking for an excuse to be semi-mysterious. I know it didn’t work, but that’s OK. 
Me, I mean it like this:
I’m so glad that our little monkey is fostering an enjoyment of singing and dancing. The part that’s funny now (but won’t be funny forever… or will it?) is that he has totally age-INappropriate taste in music.
Current favourites (“These are mine BEST songs!”):
