I should be cleaning, but instead I'm sitting here with a stuffy head and a distinct lack of motivation to actually get up and do anything.
We're gaming tonight... should be fun. I'm making rice and... uh... chicken-stuff. Basically chicken, onion, cream of mushroom soup, and a whole bunch of chopped, frozen veggies. Quick and easy. I need to clean and tidy the dining-room table as well.
Put Rhys down for a nap 20 minutes ago... he's still awake. I'm hoping he drops off... I really need the break. He's been good today, but it's still a little overwhelming sometimes. He's got these two new games he plays with us... one is called "where's Rhys?" and he hides behind us while we're sitting on the floor. We say "where's Rhys?" looking this way and that until he dodges out from behind us, whereupon we say "There's Rhys!" and tickle/hug him. He LOVES this game. Interestingly, if I don't turn my head towards him soon enough, he'll grab my chin and turn my head around... but if Frazer's playing with him, he just waits.
The other new game is called "Moo!" and I can't even remember how it started.... probably reading "Mr Brown can Moo!" for the gazillionth time. Basically, he stands there, staring intensely at us, and mooing until we moo back. He switches between parents too... mooing at Frazer until he moos back, then turning to me and doing the same. Funny boy.
My daycare provider calls him very "organised". She'd brought out three seperate boxes of toys - trains, blocks, and cars - expecting them to get mixed up all together on the floor. Instead, he neatly lined them all up on the floor by their boxes. Hehe. Funny sproglet.
Ok... getting off LJ now. Clean up, make dinner, then maybe make cookies. velvetpage
's post about cookies has me craving them now.