Enzo woke up again last night around 3AM because Harriet bumped into the gate at the top of the stairs, and it was very loud, right outside his door. Zoe went in to put him back to bed, and curled up with him for a little while.

Mommy was off early to work, and daddy was too. We were able to get much of a breakfast in him before we left because he was being a bit of a pill. I think seeing us both scurrying around getting ready to leave got him out of sorts.

When I got home, Enzo was "playing" the kazoo. He just kept making the same loud noise over and over. Kind of like a strangled goose gasping for it's last breath. After a big dinner or noodles and korean bbq, we went for our usual walk down the block. Jack wasn't around tonight but we did bump into Mary. Enzo told her that he had a sister, Emi, who lived in mommy's tummy. How cute is that?

Before bath, we drove across town to buy some snail poison for our garden and stopped for an ice cream. ENoz wanted the pink strawberry ice cream, but it was sickenly sweet, he didn't eat much. We karate chopped some styrofoam boards in the back seat on the drive home, and then straight upstairs for a shower with daddy.

Enzo is getting a little easier to put to sleep. He still want us to stay until he falls asleep, but he's back to falling asleep at about 9, not 10.