He spent the morning playing a new game he seems to have invented involving a soccer ball and a whisk. It looked a bit like hockey except naked.
Daylight savings time doesn’t quite translate when you are one and a half.
anything small that disappears is inevitably found carefully stored in a shoe.
I have never met anyone so vehemently opposed to wearing pants.
He has definitively reached the “If I can’t hear him, he’s up to no good” phase.
He decided I didn’t have enough toys in the tub while I was bathing so he tossed in a handful of cotton balls, a squeaky plastic giraffe, and an Ipod for me to play with.
My phone didn’t like cranberry juice anywhere near as much as he does.