Week One Hundred and Thirty-One

Zeeke is two and a half this week!  And that's not the only milestone.  All the eating he's been doing lately has finally gotten him up to thirty pounds.  You can definitely feel that extra weight when you pick him up, but at three feet tail, he's still a pretty skinny dude.  

All in all, he's been adjusting to Day Light Savings pretty well.  Mornings aren't too bad, but he finds the darkness very strange when we pick him up from daycare.  He's still very interested in all of the autumnal decorations in our neighborhood, pointing out every pumpkin and scarecrow and witch.  He's going to miss them when they're gone.

He did his new Jekyll & Hyde thing again at music class Saturday, spending the first fifteen minutes nervously huddling against Steve, shy as can be, and then suddenly coming completely out of his shell and becoming a chatty, dancing attention hog.  He particularly loved a game he made of running up to the teacher and standing behind her left shoulder, waiting for her to notice him, then bursting into laughter and running back to Steve for a few seconds and then starting again.

When they got back to house, Omi, Karen's mom was there waiting.  She brought him new junk food that his parents don't usually give him, so he was happy as a clam and showed off a variety of his new tricks.  After his nap, we had a visit from Pop Pop & Gigi, Steve's parents.  They brought a bounty of apples, broccoli, sweet potatoes, and cider. That night, Zeeke ate an entire apple, core and all!  All he left in his wake was the stem and a few seeds.

Sunday morning, we went to Chhya for breakfast and then the playground, where Zeeke played with his schoolmate Odin.  After his nap, he went to Karen's library where he was given far too much attention, swelling his ego.  

Conversations with Zeeke:
"It's dark out, Daddy."
"Yeah, it's pretty dark."
"It's very, very, very dark. Somebody needs to turn on the light."
Zeeke stares up at the sky and shouts, "TURN ON THE LIGHT!"