Every year as part of the Week of the Young Child, Micah's daycare has a Wacky Tacky Day. We wanted to beat last year's getup, and I'd say we succeeded. The only thing missing here is his Thomas the Tank Engine sunglasses.
Micah had a blast at his daycare's Trike-a-thon. He rode that tricycle for a solid 45 minutes, around and around the loop in front of their building.
Every summer, Micah has at least a couple mosquito bites that cause the affected body part to swell up significantly within just a few hours. It's not an infection; it's just some sort of allergic reaction. The only thing I can figure is that there's one particular type of mosquito he's really allergic to and the rest of his bites are from other types.
The other day Micah and Alex were quietly playing the playroom while I sat in Micah's room surfing Facebook. A while later he wandered in and told me he'd made a plane. Then he showed me this. He made it from scratch, all by himself, with no input from anyone. You can't tell me that's not pretty awesome.
The other weekend while his cousins were over, out of nowhere, Micah told my sister he was worried about Alex swinging too high on the playset because Alex might "fly off into the stars, hit a pine tree, and TURN INTO A BEAR."
This week, during lunchtime at the daycare, Aerin choked on massive wad of half-chewed watermelon. She was packing it into her cheeks and just got it wedged wrong or something. We're talking blue lips, baby Heimlich, everyone panicked kind of choking.