Good Monday, all! How are you this fine February day? Staying warm, I hope. The Babe is home sick today with yet another preschool plague. He actually came down with it late Friday night/early Saturday morning, wandering into our room to cough on me at 2am. He was strangely energetic. I tried for two hours to get him to go back to sleep before finally admitting defeat and getting up to watch a movie. (I know. I know. But I'm not really fit to do much else at 4 in the morning other than cuddle and sit mindlessly in front of a TV.) He took a little nap around 7:30. This was the state of our living room around 9 after some play time and while I finished cooking breakfast. The wooden bowl we keep some of his blocks in is his new favorite place to sit.
Later that afternoon we played with tupperware.
He crowned Daddy.
And then Daddy crowned him.
Gosh, I love these two...my King and Prince of Tupperware-dom.
Sunday The Babe disappeared into his room and was strangely quiet. You know the kind of quiet I mean, right? The one where you think "Uh, oh. That can't be good. What's he up to?" So I went to check on him. He was in his bed reading one of his favorite books, The Snail and the Whale. I'll take that kind of "mischief" any day.
I grabbed my camera and could not stop taking pictures of him in bed "reading". He was so darned cute and I was so darned proud. I like to read in bed, too.
So that was our weekend. Sick and silly.
How was yours?