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fat belly

Enzo woke up chipper this morning, wondering where grampa Buzz and grandma Dee were. They were stuck for hours in a blizzard in Denver, that's where they were. While mommy and Enzo were having their usual morning snuggle, Mr. jumped up on the couch and Enzo started talking about him, completely unprompted: "happy", "hungry", "cute eyes", and "fat belly". It made us laugh.

We stopped at the Pfleeger bakery where we ran into them again and said hi, then were off to the dog park. There was supposed to be a Boston terrier meetup, but Betty and Harriet were the only Bostons there, along with a half dozen Frenchies. Daddy and Enzo played in the park while mommy minded the dogs.

After we dropped the dogs off at home, we went to Target for some sippy cups and beach chairs (no more bottles by the time he's 2! enough is enough!), and even found a mini Enzo - sized beach chair. We made it home in time to transfer Enzo to his bed where he proceeded to take another almost 2 hour nap.

When he woke up, we played out in the yard, read some books, and ran more errands. When we got home we rearranged his play room and set up some trains. Enzo had a bit of a meltdown because he threw part of his puzzle on the floor and we tried to make him pick them up. 20 minute meltdown later, we were the ones to give up because he was so miserable, and later after he had calmed down, he said "mommy mad, Enzo" which made mommy feel horrible. She explained that throwing his toys was not a nice thing to do and asked him to pick up his toys when she asked him to. He acted like he understood what the hell she was talking about. We'll see. Later, he walked up to us and asked both of us for a hug and kiss.

We took an early bath, per his request, and daddy taught him how to throw overhand and not "like a girl" in the tub. After a particularly good throw (where the frog would land outside the tub or if he knocked the shampoo bottle over), he would say, "what an arm" and clap, obviously pleased with himself. After we read him his "one book", he pointed to his crib and said "bed". Which is where he went.