Marathon

All dressed in bright orange to make it easier for Daddy to see us.

Cheering on the elite runners.

Getting a hug from Daddy in Chinatown... after he'd already run 21 miles!!

Father-son field trip

"I'll take it from here, Chief."

Saturday was supposed to be family day... but between work, chores, errands and naps, Joe and I only managed to scrape together individual outings with Stephen. Joe took him to the local fire station while I worked a tutoring shift.
"Bbbrrooom Brroom!"

Stephen came home happy, wearing a plastic firefighter's hat and shouting "Da! Da! Da!" (his word for "head")

On a side note, we've really noticed Stephen is trying to say more words. He says "Yummy" on a regular basis. Last night I woke to find Stephen sipping apple juice in bed with us, exclaiming "yummy!" at a photo of pasta in my Bon Appetit magazine, which Joe was holding over all our heads.

Stephen took a really late nap, so that's why he was up after I went to bed.

High chair hijinks

Guest Post from Joe: I had the day off Friday so Stephen and I had our first full day together. We played trucks and watched Veggie Tales. At lunch time, Stephen acted drowsy and just pushed his broccoli around the tray. It was time for a wake-up tickle and his feet were the easiest target.