Fred likes to sleep in his toy box. Note - his "toys" are the various, random things we have around the house that no one wants anymore and he is happy to chew to bits...and a few things we do like but he chews to bits anyway.
Naturally, anything Fred does...Anderson does too.
This is for those of you who don't have Facebook. This is how Anderson tells Fred he loves him. He also bends down and puts his face right in Fred's face so it is nice and easy to kiss him all over.
Anderson had his first ouchie worthy of a bandaid. Mind you, this isn't the first time he has gotten hurt...just the first time he could see the scrape. Because, you know, the four times he has sliced his head open, he couldn't see the damage. Anyway, he had to go around telling anyone who would listen about his "ouch." He came to tell me while I was working. He told the lady at the store. He told the neighbors. Good grief. You would have thought his leg was falling off.
1. Anderson has his own sign language. He makes up little gestures and things all on his own. For example, when we say someone is going to take a shower, he mimics rubbing shampoo in his hair.
2. He also dips his French toast in syrup. He won't let me drizzle it on the pieces. No, he dips each one in a puddle of syrup...kind of like dipping his grilled cheese sandwich in ketchup.
The other day, I made the mistake of saying, "Daddy is going to take a shower," while Anderson was still at the breakfast table. Take #1 and add #2 and you get this.
Seriously. These two just love each other so much! Although, the love only lasts so long. Anderson gets angry Fred is hogging all the room in his tunnel and Fred nips Anderson's hair as he tries to crawl through.
I took Anderson to the children's museum the other day. He loves it there. One of the stations is a pretend grocery store. It is great. Everything is so lifelike. On one of our four trips to the store, Anderson filled his cart with pastries and bananas - his two favorite things in the world. Seriously. He eats both of these every day.
After the museum, we had to stop by the ice cream shop. This is how Anderson and I roll these days. Share a banana split - two scoops of chocolate for me, one scoop of vanilla for him. And...he gets all the whipped cream. What a pair we make!
We tried cereal for the first time the other day. He usually eats his cereal dry. But, he had to be like Daddy. I gave him a baby spoon to eat with, but it was too little. So, I gave him a regular spoon. Naturally, he couldn't put the baby spoon down. He had to use both. When the little spoon fell on the floor, he reached over and took Daddy's - used them both like chop sticks. You can see the cereal eventually got in the way of the milk, so it had to be removed.
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