His Smoothness is currently building a fire truck from Legos. He is now at the point where he can nearly build the sets that say 8-12 years with little to no help. If there are really complicated steps, he often needs a bit of assistance from Daddy, but Wm is pretty self-sufficient. Because I am completely incapable of doing even the sets that are for 5-6 year olds (despite the fact that I am 32), I am insanely impressed with Wm's mad skeeeells.
I have cracked and rejoined the gym. I just can't run outside when it's cold. My ears can't take it. I went for the first time today, since it was pretty cold. I had forgotten how annoying working out next to 20 year olds is. Makes me feel REAL old.
Captain Weirdhip goes for his PT session Monday. He is hoping to hear that he has the green light to play soccer again. He has been taking fish oil and that has really helped. Then, continuing the Steve Health Saga, he goes to get his creepy fatty tumor cut out on Wednesday. And we are WICKED looking forward to Friday - as Steve and I are both taking the day off (after Vet's Day) and dumping Cranklebottom at school so we can have a day of childfree awesomeness!!!
Wm has discovered an intense love for kefir. We call it "go-gurt" and he thinks he's getting a treat (real go-gurt is often full o' sugar and stupidly expensive). So tricking him into drinking kefir great. The pic below is a bit grainy, but hopefully you can make out Wm's kefir mustache.
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