who's the man?
When we got home from work, Enzo was in a funny mood, stoping around and chasing the dogs. Alex showed off all the supplies she got at Lakeshore for making Christmas ornaments with Enzo. He ate a lot of dinner, then we goofed around the living room and watched some sharks. At one point he disappeared into the kitchen and was very quiet - we looked in there and found him in the pantry, rummaging through a bag of cookies. He managed to look guilty, at least.
Before we went upstairs for bath, I asked him, "who's the man?", and of course he pointed to daddy. We had our usual bath and milk and books before he was tucked in for the night
