OK, OK, OK ... I know that I just posted an entry for today, but there's some stuff I forgot to mention and plus I needed an excuse to upload more photos. Couldn't you just kiss that dribble off his chin?
I spent 2.5 hours today taking pictures. That's called Really Productive.
The thing I forgot to mention is that The Goose attended a music class today! He was the youngest in attendance but by far the most musically gifted in the room. In fact, he was much more coordinated than many of the moms. His favorite part was the egg shaker and the sticks, both of which we had to pry from his grubby little hands while he threw a bloody murder screaming fit (BMSF) and disrupted class. We did learn a new song though and it goes like this ...
Five eggs and five eggs,
That makes ten.
Sittin' on top is mama hen.
Crack, crack, crack, crack ...
What do I see?
Ten little chicks just as yellow as can be!
How appropriate for us! (Except the parts where there are more than 3 eggs and the mama hen hatches the eggs and they crack open and the chicks come out.) We signed up again for next week, but I'm just waiting for the teacher to look over the list and realize who we are and call to say that we aren't welcome due to the BMSF. In case you're interested, the classes are only free in the summer and cost $180 for 15 weeks (30 minutes once a week) starting in the fall. Who needs music in the fall anyway?
Also, The Goose has made it a habit to check out the refrigerator on a daily basis. There are some photos of this if you click on the one above (as usual).
I LOVE the camera. Can you tell?
Thursday, June 30, 2005
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