Dylan sings Justin Bieber.

To console you: Yesterday Dylan was head-bobbing to "Karma Police" in the car.

I'm a little too excited about this:

OMG ARE YOU JEALOUS!?!?!? I'm eating them RIGHT NOW.

Who lives here?

A (sassy) super reader does, that's who! Dylan earned this for reading 15 books (so far). AND a coupon for a free kids meal at both Buffalo Wild Wings AND Rainforest Cafe. Perhaps we shall use them when you are here in 5 MORE WEEKS.

This (1/2) week in photos:

On Thursday it suddenly started raining so hard that in the time it took us to run the ~150 feet to our car from the store we were so soaked we looked like we had gone swimming in our clothes:



On Friday we spotted the clown car but oh wait I cannot upload a photo from my cell phone on here because I am technologically illiterate. On Saturday Zimmerman decided he's NOT TAKING NO SHIT FROM NO ONE:





AND on Sunday we made rainbow pancakes and OH LOOK awww it thinks it's people!



My flowers are going to die because I can no longer go on the back porch to water them because this treacherous beast has taken up residence and OMFG it's spinning a web and what if it has babies!? I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DOOOOOOOOOO:





SERIOUSLY..it's not like I can wad up some TP and go kill that monster. WHAT IF IT JUMPS!?!

Why is it the $1 toys are always the ones he ends up playing with?

Dylan spent, oh, 45 minutes playing with his ring from the pool. As exemplified here ("It's a picture frame!"):

















And... here ("It's a skirt!"):










Annnnnd.. here ("It's a necklace!"):









Just in case you were wondering, here is what our living room now looks like:


Fin.

Just a thought.

Hey babe, how about I post pictures of Dylan here, so you can watch him growing up even though you can't be here? I thought it might be easier than sending e-mails with tons of pictures all the time. (AND here's one of uh, Zimmerman..)



I can start with Dylan's swim lessons, as soon as I remember to bring my camera.