Mr Grumps

One thing you must never do if you you want to keep your sanity is interrupt your child's sleep. I just woke Colsen up from a nap and his first reaction was to skank me out. I think he was contemplating punching me in the face. This was followed by some crying and running around hysterically. When he finally came to the realization that I was not going to resume sleep on came the permanent pouty face. Now he's just sitting quietly refusing to answer any questions or participate in any interactions, but looking as though he is plotting some revenge... perhaps an all out scream-fest. Just a volcano ready to blow.

Shhh!

Restaurants that ban young children have been getting quite a bit of play on the news lately. Before Colsen was born I always said I wouldn't be that parent... you know, the one that let's their child run amok in public. That was then though. Now I just wonder why other people don't have the great tuning out abilities that I have developed. One great solution to this problem has been the smart phone. Colsen starts crying and we just bust out the Angry Birds or kids' videos on YouTube. It has this amazing calming/hypnotic effect. Woot. Problem solved.

Future Baseball Star

The other day we went to the festival for Brooklyn's Playground. Colsen wanted to do the dunk tank. He hit the target on his fourth try. It wasn't hard enough to depress the target, but he got some assistance from the game host. Most importantly, it was probably the most fun he had. Apparently, it's quite amusing to watch a guy fall in the water. And maybe we have a future baseball star on our hands!

Sacramento Zoo

After spending 4 hours at the zoo looking at many different animals, riding a carousel, and eating great food:

Me: Colsen, what did you do at the zoo today?
Colsen: I got a truck.

Glad to see the gift shop was the most memorable part of the day.

Party Time!

Colsen attended a friend's 4th birthday party today. This involved playing video games, eating too many sweets, and in general wreaking havoc in a confined space. Kids' birthday parties are so hectic and loud. Why do adults even tell children that it's their birthday? Just don't even tell them until they are old enough to ask about it. Then tell them you can't remember the exact day. And it would be dangerous to celebrate a birthday on the wrong day because then the birthday trolls will come around and eat all your shoes and toys... and pull your hair... and make it smell really bad in here.

Potty Time?

As I'm returning to Colsen after discarding a diaper...

Colsen: "I pee pee again." Pointing to diaper. "See, it's hot."

4th of July

We can add fireworks to the list of things Colsen is afraid of. He hid inside during the fireworks show.