The "I'm Tired" Edition

Ok, I'll admit it. The kid wears me out. Lately I have been asking myself "how in the world will I handle two of them?".

Weston has always been a climber, but this week he has taken his skills to a whole new level. No longer are we just climbing on chairs, but we are now pushing chairs over to other places where we shouldn't be....like on top of the desk banging on the computer. Or how about climbing on top of the toilet in order to get on the counter to play with the faucet. Yesterday, after taking a brief potty break myself, I walked in on him sitting on top of his dresser in order to see out the window and likely retrieve a pacifier (note - he is sitting in the box where they are usually kept).

Speaking of pacifiers, or "shoshas" (spelling?) as we call them at our house. Tonight he discovered that his mouth is big enough for two of them. At some point we will have to get rid of them, but when should that be? I mean, they make him smile. When he gets cranky at the end of the day it is so nice to say "here you go, have a shosha"...and he trots away, happy as can be.

Recently he discovered that a trip to Walmart with Daddy is a good thing. We just stopped in to get light bulbs and milk, but we ended up with a shiny new tricycle. Seeing Danny come walking up, pushing a shopping cart, with a tricycle in the basket and a kid sitting on top of that new trike...do I have to say that it was both hilarious and adorable. Someone out there needs to figure out how to put trikes on shopping carts so I can do all my shopping with a really happy kid....those giant plastic cars on the front of the carts that my grocery store has are horrid. Have you tried navigating thru a store with one of those massive things?

Finally today we had our first real taste of summer. Weston approves of the warm weather, and all that goes with it.