hurry curry
After work, we drove across town to the VW dealership, stoppinf halfway to get some curry. It wasn't quite as mild as mommy's, and Enzo spit out the first bite, "too spicy". So we ordered some pasta instead. He loved mommy Calpico drink, one her favorites as a kid.
We dropped of the key, and then came back home. We stopped to burn of some energy at the park, and look for more bugs, "i love bugs". Back home, it was straight to the potty, where finally Enzo made something. It had been a couple days, and I was getting worried. He gets dehydrated very quickly in the heat, which causes some problems with other functions. He was impressed with his effort, and declared it a "rocket poo poo", apparently due to its aerodynamic shape and size.
Right before getting in bath, he bonked his head on the sink, so it was a quick one. Usual nuttiness before bed — wanting to jump around, play with toys, pick out his own book, use the potty again, want more milk, sitting up, thrashing around, and then finally sleep.
