Earlier today I found Jack drawing all over our nightstand with a blue pen saying, "oooooo!" Then a friend watched him for a couple of hours and I used the time to pick up some wipes at Sam's, since we're going through them like wildfire.
After afternoon naps, I spent most of my time running between feeding Hazel and cleaning up from (or supervising) Jack's culinary efforts. Today he tried to make pudding, popcorn, and oatmeal. Needless to say, I was sweeping a lot of powder, oats, and popcorn from the floor...and I had to stop him from putting the popcorn in the microwave with the plastic on.
Jack's still really good with Hazel...today he spent about 20 minutes showing Hazel his firetrucks, "Baby Hazel. Firetruck. Red Firetruck! Look at it!" I wonder if he'll be disappointed if she grows up and isn't as completely fascinated with them as he is.
And here is the picture: Hazel waiting patiently for one of her many diaper changes. I think she's going through about 10 a day. She is looking so big now, more like a baby and less like a newborn!















