After Enzo had his morning milk with mommy, he picked up the copy of the Trader Joe's flyer that was on the table and asked mommy to read it. She read the front paragraph about low fat pita chips and Enzo looked at her and said, "what?"

We had buttermilk waffles and sausages for breakfast. Enzo tried to help by whipping the egg whites but the beater kind of freaked him out so we let him crack and egg in a bowl and he sat on the kitchen floor happily mixing away.

We took a trip to the grocery store and Enzo ate about a quarter pound of green grapes before it occurred to us to pay for them before he got arrested. He was in a funny, talkative mood all morning. When we got home, mommy started on yet another 5-hour Sunday bolognese sauce and daddy and Enzo sat in the kitchen nook and painted. The painting led to ripping up colored construction paper and scattering it all over the house. He tried hard to help clean up by sweeping, but this led to paper under the fridge, in the dog water, then the dog water all over the floor and all over Enzo.

We had the brilliant idea of turning his train table over and filling it with dried beans so that he could play with his dump truck in it - cannelli beans seemed like a choking hazard so we used dried beluga lentils instead. Big mistake, but at least Enzo had a great time.

After Enzo woke up from his nap, we had a late lunch and he went up to Wesley's house for a visit. Later that afternoon, he was a bit cranky, and said he was "mad" at "mommydaddy" but we never managed to find out why.

Before dinner Enzo sat down with his animal stamps and crayons and tattooed himself and his parents. We had a nice dinner which he thoroughly enjoyed. After dinner, we were watching a bit of the Oscars and Enzo all of a sudden started saying, 'ichat? ichat?" and asked to speak to A-ma and Dee. After he chatted with A-ma, he was still asking for Dee so we called them and managed to get a little late ichat in with Dee and Buzz. After we hung up, he picked up his old man doll and said, "Buzz?"