because he made such a mess of his dinner, the boy got an early bath. we then decided to let him roam in his diaper, but he asked, by putting them in my face, if he could wear his shoes and socks. we can always tell his emotional state by his relationship to his shoes. if he's in a good mood, he loves wearing them; if he's in a bad mood, off they come! this was a fun, silly moment in an otherwise long day, but we have survived and are looking forward to tomorrow. (hopefully we'll be painting!)
it always astounds me how big this boy is getting. and as often as i think that, i still can't wrap my head around it. here's an example: in three and a half years, he will be in kindergarten. it makes me realize that my time with him is precious, and i'm going to make an effort to savor every moment.