Silas Says..

Silas is such a boy...very rough and tumble, reminiscent as a tiny ball of destruction. We have a lot of fun, but he sure does keep me on my toes. I thought if he could describe some of our daily activities, it would probably go like this:

I wake up starving. Mommy gives me oatmeal again. I spit it out hoping she gives me her toast instead, but she one ups me and gives me green beans. She's sly.

After breakfast, I help Mommy clean up....

By moving everything onto the floor.

I love to help Mommy do things in the bathroom...

Like changing the toilet roll and touching the toilet brush just to hear her scream.

My Mommy is always doing laundry and sometimes she lets me take the clothes out of the dryer. When she starts to fold them, I help her by...

 Making sure they're dry....

And throwing the neatly folded clothes on the floor....because she needs to practice her skills.

I like to sweep...

But the monster she calls the "vacuum", makes me run. When it's quiet, I attempt to take it down...

And it never fights back...because it fears me!

Around lunch, after inspecting the dishwasher....

I steal Mommy's coffee...

And it tastes like heaven!

We go on walks or for a run in the afternoons...

At the park, I watch the fish...

Learn about the planets....

Pause for a second to let Mommy take my picture...

And then I run away!

Sometimes we go to the library so I can look at books...

Or check my email...

And be inspired by that Kid President guy. Oh my gosh..is he behind me?!

I climb on furniture at home, which makes Mommy take me to a "safe" place to play at the mall. 

I inspect the rocket...

Talk to the other babies and kids....

In order to stage a coup and invade said rocket ship.

At the end of the day, I stir air in a bowl while Mommy cooks.

She tells me I'm a big helper, but really I'm the one helping her. Silly Mommy!

After dinner, it's bath time, jammie jams, and bedtime prayers. 

I wonder what I'll do tomorrow? Maybe try to drive the car....