Wriggly worm

Henry met his first earthworm today. The poor guy was wriggling on the doormat as we walked up to ring the doorbell at daycare. (sidenote: this is a common hazard of rainy Seattle weather as you often have to watch your step for beached worms). "We" placed him in the grass, rescuing him from almost certain demise. As we did, Henry tried out his new word, "wohm!".  When Faduma opened the door, he exclaimed "Wohm, Wohm!" and then said "Thank you, Mama!" ...and my heart melted.

That is all. Have a good night :)

Magpie in the house

Henry has turned into a regular magpie, pilfering and stashing treasures in all kinds of hidden places. Things mysteriously go missing and then I remember, "oh yeah, we have a toddler in the house".  Then it all makes sense in the way that toddlers make no sense at all, being the completely unpredictable creatures that they are. Latest missing item...my hairbrush. Eh well, that's what pony tails are for. Here's to life with silly toddlers and the magic they bring. Thanks for making our lives so interesting.

I love you my little magpie.