There are construction machines near our house, so almost every day we go to see "The Diggers." The construction is near a local market, so we almost always follow up our Adventures in Construction with a trip to a candle store. Or to the produce section for a banana to eat -- which we do in the grociery store's lounge (TV and fireplace). I suppose that I should be slightly worried that A can say "Barefoot Contessa", except that we don't have a TV at home. A's brand new best friend is a small pumpkin. M was a little upset with me for not having video tape of A saying "A sleep with Pumpkin. Pumpin A's friend." (This was before the sharp pumpkin stem incident). A is also interested in assigning people gender by stating weather or not they have a penis -- he doesn't always get it right, and I'm not sure if he's misassigning gender on purpose, or if certian archaeologists have become the butt of a two-year-old's jokes.
Yesterday we went and visited J's folks. Probably the two big events were making pizza with Grandpa and playing at their church's playground. OK, and A asked to see their copy of The Magic Flute, which pleased dad. I'm still not sure which one of them enjoys playing with toy trains more (and neither is my mom).
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