Daddy spent part of the morning doing another school tour. He looked at a Montessori school that looked like another good option for Enzo.

Enzo was in a great mood when Alex brought him home from his big day. He stood at the fence and threw rocks out onto the sidewalks, yelling "throw" and, inexplicably, "ah-choo!" He would not leave Zoe's side, and took her by the hand wherever he went. He got upset when she just walked down the driveway to get the mail. At dinner, he insisted again on sitting on a regular chair, even though the table was way too high for him. We are getting a booster for him tomorrow!

We had so much fun after his bath, he was in such a funny mood, rolling around and roughhousing on mommy's bed, stomping around in his shark house shoes, playing his harmonica, looking for Waldo.

He surprises us every day, saying things out of the blue that we have never taught him: tonight, he put his index fingers together and his thumbs together, looked at us and said "diamond!"

He also started saying "no" which he's heard a few times. He says it in this funny low raspy voice that cracks us up every time. I'm also pretty sure he said "shit" five or six times in a row after hearing me say it. We hate that he is growing up and getting older but look forward to the little person he is becoming.