When Joshua grows up he might want to be a veterinarian or maybe a dog trainer.
When Joshua grows up he might want to be an exterminator.
When Joshua grows up he might want to be a telemarketer. (Sorry for the shot from behind, but if Joshua sees the camera he comes straight for it.)
We went to eat at Ruby Tuesday last Friday night. Joshua's high chair was pulled up next to Dave and their backs were to a family with a boy and a girl around 6 and 8 years old. Joshua ate well and was enjoying pointing out people's shoes and hats as they walked by. When the little girl at the next table, playing in and around her chair accidentally tripped our waiter. (The waiter did not fall completely to the floor but came close.) Her dad started getting on to her, quietly but loud enough for us to hear, about not sitting in her chair and said, "if you do that again I am going to have to spank your bottom." At which point Joshua turned around in his high chair, pointed at the tearful little girl and loudly exclaimed "uh oh!" about 12 times. Dave and I started laughing and I even had to excuse myself from the table a minute.
Joshua certainly knows the meaning of "spank" and was obviously relieved it was not directed at him for once, but still had sympathy for his fellow rule breaker.
Here is a little glimpse of what he sounded like at dinner that night...
It is so hot that Dave has started teaching Joshua how to drive in the dining room.
It is so hot we spend our Sunday afternoons watching a squirrel rob the bird feeder.
It is so hot we can't go outside to swim so we turned our pool into an indoor pillow pit.
On an unrelated note, Joshua started back to school today and Ms. Rosemary's class could not have been more fun. The first day of napping on a cot seems to have gone ok. His care card said he slept an hour and twenty minutes. I didn't get to talk to Ms. Rosemary this afternoon to know how the cot worked out but I am anxious to get the scoop in the morning.