I woke up to NJ brushing up crumbs around his little table. He says, "I'm cleaning up my mess so ants don't come." Thank you! I have a talk with him every morning about the amount of mess and crumbs on the floor around his seat. Ants are always looking for food, they usually come for his crumbs.
"I want to help you, Mama! Don't get them because I will!"
It's a lazy, lay around in your pajamas kind of day. He's really getting comfy. Actually, he had an itch on his foot so he unzipped his entire pj to get to it. Silly guy.
"Dotty, you hungry?"
Mama needed a pick me up, so NJ and I sat for a little while he talked and talked and asked question after question like he always does.
We passed this store and he says, "Woaw, look at all that stuff!" (Yeah, expensive stuff we don't need!)
He wanted these garlic peanuts. My mistake for agreeing to his request. I couldn't crack them open fast enough for him to eat them. When I let him do it himself it's a crazy mess. He'd get a nut out of the shell and say, "Oh my nuts!" when it didn't make it into his little bowl.
NJ gets the giggles when we play ball. He asked to ride his tricycle, but it was windy and chilly outside. So instead, we threw the ball back and forth. Almost every time he'd say, "ow" because the ball would land on his foot or hit his chest. We need to practice his catching.