We spent some time in Enzo's room after he woke this morning. When he finished his milk, he wanted to read some books. As he was looking through the pile of books on the floor next to the bean bag, he came across Dancing Skeleton. He pointed and said "dance!"

Zoe is on call tonight, so I picked up some Peruvian takeout. Enzo loves the rice and the beefy french fries, "fry!" So dark and rainy tonight, there wasn't much to do but hang around the house. I asked him he wanted to go out for a treat, and he said "no". So we watched some more Planet Earth. We mixed it up a little, and watched the Ice Worlds segment. This made Enzo realize how much he wanted some ice, "isch". So he sat watching penguins and whales and seals and foxes and seabirds, happily crunching away on crushed ice I gave to him in a cup.

We were laying around on the living room floor just goofing around, when Enzo took a running leap on to my chest. I said, "jeez enzo, be careful." And just like "gosh" the other day, he took that and ran. "Jeez" this and "jeez" that all night long, with this little grin on his face.

We filled the next couple hours with some crispy japanese market snacks, orange slices, trains, sticking vehicles that don't fit in the tunnel into the tunnel, animal and fish books, looking for Mr, "climbin" on the couch, trot trot, sitting on the potty playing with the opposites puzzle (which he has completely memorized), more puzzles, farm toob animals, milk, couch tunnel, refrigerator magnet alphabet, chasing Betty, brushing our hair, pulling all the dish towels out of the drawer and throwing them on the floor, taking a bath, squirting daddy in the face with the porcupine fish, more milk, more books, lego tunnel, shark toob sharks, blankie, brushing teeth, and then finally to bed.