I asked him to give me the nastiest face he could. This is what he came up with. Pretty scary if you ask me.
Yesterday we pulled up next to a fire truck at a red light. Zeb looked at me and stated, "the fire truck isn't working, mom. It must be out of batteries".
Oh- and apparently Zeb has an Oswald bladder. This kid can keep more liquid inside than I ever thought possible on a 2 and a half year old. This is a side view of his stomach/bladder full to the brim. He seriously held it for four hours. He's been asking to get on the "potty train" lately, so we've embarked. Too bad I think he thinks it has something to do with a real train. Luckily for us he's been poo potty trained for a few weeks now. He totally did that on his own. The pee thing may pose some problems.
Oh yeah. And yesterday I judged a local science fair. It was a blast. I loved every second of talking to those awkward nerdy middle schoolers. One kid's project was hypothesizing the effects of red bull on crickets!?!? Maybe somebody should call PETA. I miss science and teenagers. Too bad I can't do early morning biology, too.