In the morning, I took Vincent to Hermitage Park, which is a 15 minute walk away, with the stroller, where we could only stay 10 minutes before we had to walk home to meet Marissa (the sitter). He had been obsessed with the place, and even though we could be there for a short time and it's never got many kids there (in this case, only one besides V), that's what we did.
Uncle Robbie is staying with us, and he eats a LOT. So he finished off the box of Cinnamon Life, not realizing that's V's current favorite, and when V found out he said he was going to yell at Uncle Robbie. Sure enough, when Robbie came home from the aquarium, V ran up to him and full-on scolded him, saying that he is not allowed to eat ANYTHING. Then he told Robbie, "You suck!" I'm blaming Uncle Robbie for that one, which merited a very grave discussion with Vincent.
Ivan is blowing his coat, and I brushed enough fur off of him yesterday to fill a laundry basket. V likes to play with it and make giant piles using his digger. He calls it the bad grass that we took off of Ivan, because the landscapers killed all of our grass over Memorial Day weekend (they dumped a bad batch of fertilizer on it and literally killed everything), so they have been here for the last few days, tearing up the entire lawn and laying down new sod, a noisy and kind of spectacular sight for a 3 year old.
3 comments:
Oh, the little stinker! How do you keep serious. I have to remember to have Life cereal in for the little darling. And NO ONE will be allowed to eat it. Except V.
I love your blog. Keep writing.
Heheh. "You suck."
All I can think of is this video: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z8pTgiS1RNw
Jil, that was so funny, it's on Funny or Die originally. Pearl rules!
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