Random moments

This morning baby boy refused to get out of the crib. He sat there just playing with the stuffed animals. After a while he started asking for cereal in bed. It didn't happen. Once the hunger hit he volunteered to come out.

A few weeks ago grandma Schamel came for a quick sleep over. She was returning from California and the flight landed too late for a drive down to Pueblo. She brought with her a gift from auntie Leslie, baby boy's most prized possession, a train set. He loves trains. He loves aeroplanes. He loves cars. He loves buses. He's into transportation.

Helping mommy with household chores. Whenever I shake out the sheets he crawls underneath so it can land on his face. This makes him extremely happy.

Last week he caught a cold and was miserable for a few days. We've become outdoors-ie people so being inside is punishment for all members of the family. Luckily his little bear from auntie Thato kept him company during a Mickey Mouse Clubhouse marathon.

Not inviting baby boy to help with dishes is a solid insult. There's nothing that makes him feel more accomplished than helping mama clear the dishwasher. Look at the serious expression.

Good bye summer. It's been swell.

Hello autumn/fall. Slightly premature I know, just trying to graciously accept the change of season.

How about a song dedication for the rest of your day...My Girl by The Temptations. Listening to it right now. #ttby (for the mature readers, the abreviation stands for 'to the beat y'all' it's a twitter thing, some hashtag music fun, nothing life changing)

A happy and safe weekend to all.