Fat Blob

Wm and I had a very busy day! We woke up and Wm wanted pancakes. So I decided to make him some (Steve is usually the Pancake Master). When I poured the first one, I realized something was wrong. I forgot the baking powder. So I basically made him a crepe. Wm declared it disgusting and didn't eat it. Luckily, I realized my mistake, added the baking powder to the rest and salvaged the remaining pancakes!

After Pancake Catastrophe, Wm and I went on a long Pokemon walk. When we got home, he had to get changed and we headed to his first soccer game of the season. Mimi came to cheer him on! Wm, however, spent most of his time dancing. Here are 3 time lapse pictures of said dancing:

Wm did have a great game despite the dancing! Here is a video I took of him kicking the ball, even on the ground after he fell! Wm risking life and limb for the ball. They won 5-2.

After soccer, Wm took a fast a shower and then headed over to his friend's house to collect him and bring him back here. They hung out all afternoon. His friend headed home when Steve got home from work and it was dinner time. After dinner, we walked up to Whit's (which FINALLY opened right at the top of our street!) and got some frozen custard!

Enjoying life

Also enjoying life...but tired.

Steve had to get up and out the door at 5:15am. So he is exhausted. He has to do the same thing tomorrow. His brain must be in a fog, because this just happened...

Schroeder was laying with his belly all out on display as if requesting a belly rub. So I reached down and scratched it. His response was to evilly bite me and then look offended when I yelled. So then, 5 minutes later, I saw him splayed out fatly on the floor with his gut blubbering out and his tail slowly flicking all around in his evil repose.
Me: Look at you, you fat blob. You just lay around my house. You eat my food. You don't contribute anything. And then you BITE ME.
Steve: Bite you?
Me: Yeah - he bit me!
Steve: Who bit you?
Me: The cat!
Steve: Ohhhhh.
Me: Wait. Did you think I was talking to you?
Steve: Yeah.
So, apparently, Steve thinks it would be normal of me to call him a fat blob and then imply that he is a freeloader...and bites.