I’m 19 months old today! Mom got up with me this morning, which is pretty rare for a Sunday morning. Dad was confused, so he got up right away, too. All three of us hung out in Mom’s and Dad’s room and played on their bed. I had breakfast a little later than usual, but that didn’t keep me from cooking an egg with Dad. I pretty much rejected my cream of wheat, though.
Just before 9:00, Mom, Dad, and I left to head to soccer practice. We took the long way so that we could check out the doors on our neighbors’ houses do decide what color to paint ours. It was REALLY cold today! I learned that my sweatshirt has pockets and the warmth said pockets can provide. Eventually we got to soccer practice, which was held indoors today due to the freezing cold.
Well, it started well, but in general, this first practice was tough. The videos tell the story:
Then we went to the park and hung out in the cold:
When it was time to go, Dad carried me home. We ate lunch — I refused the Oochey Pancake and liked the Swamp Soup (but ended up wearing most of it). Mom tried to put me to bed after lunch, but I refused that, too, and finally Aunt Claire rescued me half an hour later. I played downstairs with everyone for a couple hours. For my snack, I ate THREE tubs of yogurt! Then Dad and I read a couple books and I went to sleep until about 6. We had our traditional fish dinner, but I couldn’t help cook it, because I was napping!
Dad, Aunt Claire, and Jake all left around 6:40. I hung out with Mom until bath time and went to bed.
Last year I turned seven months old (duh).
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