Zeb quite enjoyed showing Henry how to blow bubbles in the bathtub tonight. Hank is still mastering the sitting-up-straight-on-a-slippery-surface trick. Henry is way chunky and is such a content little critter. I'm (Kent here) really excited to have number two, but sadly realized after tonight's visit to Tony Packo's that with two we will no longer be eating out. It was way too hard to have two tired kids at a noisy restaurant. They both zonked shortly after this shared bath.
The past few days Zebby has converted to a Daddy's boy! Yesterday Leisy and I picked our neighbor's kids up from school for them. Their parents had given them money for an after-school treat; they wanted to go get ice cream in the freezing cold weather. We were outside the ice cream window shivering, waiting for our ice cream orders when Zeb's little lip started to quiver. I told Leisy to go get the car started and I would pay and bring the ice cream. Once inside the car Zeb had a meltdown because he thought Leisy was leaving without me. I returned to the car and found Zeb with huge tears running down his face screaming for me. PAPA!! DADDY!! It's pathetic! I got up to use the bathroom tonight during dinner and the same thing happened! I don't know what Leisy is going to do after Thanksgiving break.