The beaver is a proud and noble animal
Notes from a bemused canuck
A colleague at work had trouble grasping just how much crap Bean could get in his bed at night. The picture is a good place to start, but even then it fails to property show the massive pile of books and drawing supplies stashed along the foot of the bed, behind Delia.
I need to accept the fact that, one day, this or something very similar will happen. Having said that, I live for the day that I can embarrass Bean when he brings friends over :)
I was a bit out of it this morning when Bean woke me up so I made him a quick breakfast of scrambled eggs, put a movie on the magic box and went back to bed for a bit. As a side note, the magic box I a media streamer connected to the house NAS. It contains all of Bean’s movies and TV shows, our movies, and some movies of a more… grown-up nature. Now Bean is tech savvy enough to use the magic box remote and navigate between his stuff. When I got up this morning to get ready for work, I walked into the living room to see the child happily drawing in his colouring book.
He looked up at me and said “I don’t like this movie daddy. People are putting their pee-pees in other people’s mouth. That’s silly, isn’t it?” I remarkably kept a straight face when I agreed with him, put Garfield and Friends on and managed to get into the bedroom before bursting into laughter.
I put a password lock on that folder before I left for work :-)
Katy and Bean came to pick me up from work today. The child fooled every one there into thinking he was the cutest, most well-behaved child in the world, then nicked several pieces of fruit, had a cup of tea then spent a surprising amount of time tidying up the lunch room.
While it may look like he’s taking a dump in the lake, Bean is in fact trying to just touch his bum cheeks in the water (and was subsequently caught full-on by a rogue wave just after this picture was taken).
That’s my boy… pants and top back-asswards. I’m sure that if he was wearing his wellies, they’d be on he wrong feet. But, as is his motto, it doesn’t matter :-)
Passing on The Knowledge to the next generation.
His school is going to the Botanical Garden in Geneva.
We’ve given up on the cats, but we’re still trying to get Bean to understand the concept of “need vs deserve”
Sometimes when you talk to me, I get bored. See this face? This is my bored face (and then he modeled it for me to take a picture of).