Zeeke now has a dizzying array of sleep-delaying techniques and isn't shy about using lots of them in one night. Making his dinner last two hours. Resisting using the potty. Finally deciding to try the potty, then not going. Fighting a bath, then refusing to get out of it. Negotiating his undergarments. Letting you dress him in one set of pyjamas and then screaming bloody murder about how he needs to wear a different set. Inventing new ways to hug, kiss and high five. Taking forever to choose what books he wants read. Asking for more books to be read. Asking detailed questions about the books we've read. Deciding he now needs to use the potty. Insisting that his stuffed animals be removed from his bed and sent to sleep in other rooms of the house. Crying that he needs his stuffed animals back. Crying out that he can't find the the stuffed animals we just walked upstairs and gave him (because he pushed them under his blanket). Demanding some water. Throwing his water out of the crib. And an endless cycle of good nights.
He's become obsessed with watching movie trailers, making us play them multiple times per day. His favorite is for "Minions" (a spin-off from Despicable Me), which we've seen so many times we all have it memorized.
Saturday afternoon, Karen's mom, Omi, came for a visit.
Sunday, we had breakfast at Chhya with Omi and then headed to the playground.