The past few weeks have been hectic and a little dizzying.  Lil’ B. has been picking up language skills at a staggering rate, which at times is a bit overwhelming.  I’m just not used to him walking into a room, looking straight at me and saying “want pop-tart!”  It’s a 12 on the amaze-o-meter, but disorienting because he asks for a lot of things.

School is going well too.  He’s very much enjoyed the fact that the sun has finally broken through the dismal shadow of the Frankenstorm that has been plaguing Northern California for the past two weeks.  I know that the sun is definitely making me feel better.

The morning greeted us with crisp clear skies and just a bit of frost.  A perfect day for a light sweatshirt rather than a heavy jacket.  Lil’ B. boarded the bus with his usual enthusiasm and the day was off.

The report from school ws encouraging as well:

He was happy we got to play outside.  We were working hard on him pedaling the tricycle.  He wanted to spend the whole time on the bike.

Next thing you know he’ll be wearing a biker jacket and belting out “Born to be wild”.

Wouldn’t that be something!

Peace. I’m out.