Thursday, after school, Zeeke got a clean bill of health at his annual checkup.
Saturday morning, Zeeke woke up convinced that we'd secretly painted the kitchen orange while he was asleep. He insisted that it had always been green. Omi came to visit and Zeeke invented a very complicated game for everyone to play, then we went to an author event for a book Zeeke's been obsessed with lately: "Keith Haring: The Boy Who Just Kept Drawing" by Kay Haring and Robert Neubecker. After we got his book signed (which upset him at first since you're not supposed to write in books), we grabbed lunch at The American Sardine Bar.
Sunday, we drove down to Grand Pop Bob Bob's house in Maryland to eat crabs. Grandma Joy delighted Zeeke by providing his favorite thing in the world, activity books, which kept him busy while the adults ate (thanks to Joys's granddaughter Lauren for helping him out). After everyone was well fed, Zeeke, Riley and Bella took a great hike down to the creek and followed it pretty far. They had a blast splashing and climbing and walking everywhere barefoot. Zeeke was good and wore out when we arrived at the hotel.
Conversations with Zeeke:
Listening to the singing birds outside Steve's window:
"You like my birds, buddy?"
"Those aren't your birds, Daddy. Those are mine! They just like your mango tree."
"Oh."
"Your birds are the ones that squawk at night and wake me up."
"TGIF, Zeeke, it's Friday!"
"Well, Daddy, some people call it Fri-Yay."
"Owwwww! I'm hurt, Daddy!"
"What? Tell me who has hurt you child and I will destroy them!"
"Everybody."
"Then I will destroy everybody!"
"Well... it was mostly Tristyn. But you'll have to wait til a school day to destroy him."