Tough Guy?

The little dude banged his knee today... and then he iced it.

He said it made it feel better, so that's good.

HOORAY!!!

We took the little guy to dinner at Outback tonight. He wore big boy underpants, so I had three changes of clothes with me and a wet bag. I'm so excited to report that he didn't have any accidents! He told us when he had to go and he used the potty at the restaurant. WAHOO!

Since I have no pictures of that, here he is playing with his very cool drill.

He even put the drill away! I'm relieved that we found it...

It's Hiding!

The little booger helped me make some chicken parmesan for dinner (yum). When I poured the spaghetti sauce all over the chicken, he said "It's hiding! The chicken is hiding!"

He did such a good job eating his dinner (two servings!) that he got to have some chocolate ice cream for dessert. It was a good night.

No!

The little dude says "No!" all the time. It's especially funny when he clearly doesn't mean it at all. Here he is before dinner tonight-- this is just after saying that he doesn't like apples.

He probably ate an entire apple while insisting (through a full mouth) that he doesn't like them. Ah, two-year-olds.

Destruction!

The little dude is usually, um, a tad overprotective of his floor mat. He cries and carries on whenever any little piece of it gets messed up (Fix it, mommy, fix it!). Well, apparently-- until tonight:

 Now I'm feeling overprotective of the stupid floor mat. What a mess!

Count M&M-cula

We are using M&Ms to reward the little guy for using the potty (one for number one, two for number two, three if he does both). It's been working, which is great, but you know how Count Dracula always has blood dripping down his chin? Well, it's kind of a chocolate and candy-coated version of that at our house these days.

I vant to... have some more chocolate!

Trash Day!

One of my favorite things (besides trains) is when the little guy brings me a stack of books for me to read him.

In other news, today is trash day in our neighborhood. Most Thursdays I get the little dude ready early so we have time to sit at the window and watch the garbage truck go by. They were running a little late today, so we actually walked past the truck on our way up the street.

Not only did we get to talk to real garbagemen, we got to see the truck back-part squish the trash. The little guy stared and waved and pointed and yelled "GARBAGE TRUCK!!! IT PICKS UP THE GARBAGE!!!! BIG TRUCK!!!! THEY PICKING UP THE TRASH!!!!" Garbagemen are rockstars to the little guy. They were super sweet about his excitement, too. It was a great start to the day.