Cake Eater & Bozo the Ballerina

COPS, All Suspects are Innocent Until Proven Guilty in a Court of Law

I guess this is what happens after celebrating Saturday night with a COPS marathon.

Bath Time

So, we counted last Sunday morning. Alexander has 104 words. Well, I should say, he has 104 words in about 4 minutes.

At first we were just counting the words that he said immediately, but the four minutes quickly turned into, "earlier this morning he said," and "yesterday he said." So, in four minutes last Sunday morning, we counted *all* the words we know Alexander can say.


And the cutest thing he said this week? Well, that would have to be, "Mama, Beautiful." No, he wasn't talking about me in my babushka & oversized sweatpants. The kiddo had noticed the new (1999-Grandma made) dragon-fly quilt that Mama had thrown over the family bed. And he said it was beautiful. What two-year-old says that?

And his favorite PBS show (which, somehow, he developed a crazy obsession for) is now "Scientist." When did this kid love learn to love the television so much? Seriously, it's always the scientist, sheep, Thomas or doggie. What is up with this?

Everyday a Birthday!

As I mentioned before, Alexander misses his Grandma... "I love you Grandma!"

And then we had cake (of course). Since we had to cancel Ander's second brithday party proper at the beginning of the month, Grandpa brought the kid a scrumptious Hunny cake and the best cake topper sparkler ever!

And before you ask, no, we did not rename the boy Natali, that's just the bakery that made this delicious cake. Yum.

And what's a baby's birthday cake without finger-picking? That's right everything tastes better when licked off a dirty toddler finger...

Stretch-a-polt

This video is NOT recommended for the faint of heart. I know I flipped the first time I saw it...