June 2nd

Any idea why you're crying, Sweet Boy?  Yeah, me neither...

You've been all over the imaginative play thing lately.  It's awesome...you have actually not stopped talking since your birthday.  Like, Mister?  If you've been awake, you've been playing an instrument or talking to someone, or talking as someone, or talking to no one... You cute thing...

You drove Steph to school, and then came home and had a mini melt down.  We decided on an early nap, and you decided that that meant to watch some Blue Dog. (Blue, from Blue's Clues had another show; Blue's Room.  You're obsessed with it, obviously, because there are only four friggin episodes available online right now)  You looked so beautiful when you slept today.  You always do.  Whatever, you're just beautiful...sleeping or not, but you were particularly so while you slept today.  

When you woke up, you and Steph spent some good quality time playing out back while I cooked dinner.  She gets a bit busy at the ends of semesters, so it was nice to get such a large chunk of time!  You two are so sweet.  I mean, look at you.

We ate some dinner, ate some ice cream (you tricked me into it) and then talked to yourself in the bathroom door knob before going to bed.  I wish I'd video'd instead of pictures.  Live and learn.  Five minutes you were talking to yourself!