I got out his Winnie the Pooh rocker today for the first time. He was too small at Christmas to use it, but today he sat up rather well. He has no idea what he's supposed to do with it, but he'll figure it out.
I'm not sure what he enjoys more, yelling or jumping.
He was in his jammies and ready for bed. Until he basically threw himself onto the floor so he could play with his toys. I guess he needed a little jam session to unwind for the night.
|"I can't decide between playing the piano or guitar. Mama said it didn't matter but absolutely no drums. I can't figure out why. Oh well, goodnight, Daddy."|