James has just danced out the door with his daddy, who is taking him out on his dump runs. Melted my heart to see James running with his daddy's hand in his yelling "Blue Car!!!!" and his dad looking so happy. Happy trails in the Jetta, dudes!
Last weekend they came back with a car that needs to be thrown. It then talks to you. Could it be any more perfect for a little boy? He has been throwing it allllllll over the house, crowing and laughing his adorable chuckling laugh.
His sister, meanwhile, is reclining on the sofa with a fleece blanket, schnuggling with the cat, who is very relieved that the noisy little guy has gone. I am working on mug #3 of coffee; James woke me up at 5:30 for a diaper change this morning. Ouch. We are snorting over Phineas and Ferb.
James is starting to call me "Mom," because his teachers at school prompt him to "say 'bye to mom!" at the morning drop-off. Luckily, he still says "Mommy? Mommy-mommy-mommy!" when he is excited about something at home.
Thank goodness it is not raining this weekend. last Saturday, he went out back with me ... and immediately found all the biggest puddles to splash in, then went swinging on his tummy on the swing set, dragging his feet and legs through the muddy pond under him.