Thursday, January 28, 2010

First Time Around

My two year old is running around the kitchen with a broom. He is babbling something that makes sense only to him and harassing Sandy the Wonder Dog, our 13 year old yellow Lab. I'd get up and chase him, but he's faster than me and to be honest, he has completely worn me out. If I haven't been chasing him all over the place trying to keep him from his usual death defying acts, I've been carrying him around. He just has way more energy than I do. So I have to wait until he gets tired of carrying the broom around and then sneak over and hide it.

People think that I am kidding when I tell them how active Zane is. I'm not. The boy is nonstop from the moment he wakes up until he passes out for the day. If you let him, I imagine that he wouldn't take a nap at all. He's really a great kid, he's just interested in anything and everything and he's found out that the best way to learn about the world is to get your hands on everything and play with it. Of course, some things don't respond well to being played with, like the cat, but that doesn't seem to phase Zane. He's onto the next adventure. Sometimes I wish that I could be more that way.

Okay, I got the broom away from him, but he found a pen, and is writing all over the dining room table. Gotta run.

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