Weekend Fun

Whew! Been remiss in updating this thing, but I guess I wasn't around much for many updates, anyway.

Last week I spent the majority of the nights in Santa Barbara, after work. Our former next-door neighbor was in town for several days and stayed at my parents' house. This meant they would occupy the room that Toddy and I sleep in, and Todd had to sleep in my mom's bed. Fortunately he stayed quiet and relatively immobile during the night.

The visit was also good for getting Todd acquainted with Mason, their 4-year-old son, and after some initially timidness, Todd soon grew bolder and started actively playing, running around the house screaming his head off (with Mason following suit), and generally just bouncing off the walls in hyper excitement. Not unlike his mother when she was that age and playing with her friends :-P

All last week, Oma took him to the local community pool for swimming lessons. And, again, just like Mommy, he was quite afraid of getting his head dunked in, and clung to Oma tighter than a leech. He was quite happy to use the "noodle" (those long styrofoam poles which resemble a giant, straight macaroni noodle) to stay afloat.

This week marked getting back to normal, and with Todd sleeping early and waking up early, it gives us time to cuddle in the morning for a few minutes before I have to get up and get ready for work. With the crib pressed right up against the side of the bed, it is easy enough for me to hold on to the railing, to keep it from moving while Todd climbs out and straight onto the bed. Nice little morning routine, and apparently Todd has gotten accustomed to it, as he holler and fusses and insists on "giving Mommy a kiss!" if I leave for work before he wakes up-- and Oma ends up having to call me so I can blow kisses over the phone. Not quite the same thing, but better than nothing.

Anyway, this morning, Todd noticed my morning breath and talked through his stuffed turtle. He made the turtle hold its nose and exclaim: "Pee-you! It stinks like a skunk!" I laughed and pointed out that it was my bad breath. This must have puzzled Todd, as he next made the turtle say: "No, Pao-pao's nose stinks!" while poking his own nose with the turtle's fin.

Woe to morning breath! And woe to the nose that must smell it! ;-P