Tuesday, September 04, 2007

Hand towels are handy!

First, for a little cuteness...

Sam is chillin' under the coffee table. We put a blanket over it so it became a little fort. He thought it was pretty cool. I was relieved to get a break from the vigil, making sure the kid doesn't knock his teeth out as he cruises around. This morning he got the Godfather of all dings. Biggest, scariest to date. It was purple. He was walking around the table like he usually does. And I was watching, I swear. And when he got to the far side, he just let go. Why does he do that?! Anyway, he took a step, went down and smacked his cheek on the leg before I could grab him. It's the second time the table leg has caused some trauma, so now?

I'm sure J is going to be totally psyched about this interior design descision when he comes home.

He only left this morning and it already sucks. We look so forward to him coming home at the end of the day, it seems so strange to just put the Ding Dong to bed. And Sam is at an age that he gets totally stoked when J walks through the door. And not just because he does this "Rocket Blast Off" thingy that makes Sam go bonkers with glee. He's definetly a Papas boy. And Sam watches everything Daddy does. Like the other day, when there was a touch of fall in the air. What do you do when the temperature drops 5 degrees?

You tune up the snowboard!

I don't even want to know what that kid is thinking.

1 comment:

Mrs. T said...

Your coffee table is hysterical! I mean this in the nicest way cus I know I am going to be doing the same thing in a few months.