In the last 10 days or so our sweet calm Robbie has descended into full on Toddlerhood. What does that mean exactly you ask?
It means he can't stop moving.
The kid is like a blur.
It also means he has leaned the word No. Nothing like engaging in a contest of will with 18 month old and barely holding your own.
We had a good weekend with a good chunk of time on Saturday spent over at the children's museum at National Harbor and Sunday morning spent at Church, including his first time wearing the all famous Southern "john johns", lunch at La Loma and then home for nap.
With Susann back at work we are getting back into the routine but toddlerhood ain't no joke. We both are in bed by 10 with the lights out by 10:30.