Today Ken, Kieran and I went to the aquarium. Yes, we've done it many times before. But really, as Kieran grows, each time we visit he's into something else. We just went there a few weeks ago and this time around he was more into the exhibits (though I will say that the puddles and bubbles remain his favorites). He walked nearly the entire time and then some.
Friday at daycare he ran a fever so I took him home a little early. The sad thing is that they told me Friday was the best day he's had in his new room in a long time. Said he had his "listening ears" on all day. Sometimes he just refuses to listen to me and Ken too. He throws a tantrum and we promptly ignore him. He screams a bit and then is fine when he realizes he's not going to get his way.
Yes, today I am just blogging whatever floats into my head so please bear with my rambling.
Last night Ken gave Kieran his bath and the two of them were laughing the entire time. They both came downstairs soaking wet but smiling. It's the little things in life that are so wonderful. Sometimes I forget that. I think we all do. OK, enough maudlin. I'm going to go do dishes now - yuck.
