Puppy seeds

We got bagels yesterday, and Sam asked for some of daddy's ... which was, of course, poppy seed (Jed's favorite). We told him the little black dots were called poppy seeds. Well, apparently part of the message got a little confused. This morning, Sam started pointing to the bagels saying "I need that" and "woof, woof." It took a few minutes, but it eventually became clear that he wanted a PUPPY seed bagel for breakfast! I haven't laughed that hard or long in quite a while :)

Mardi Gras feng shui

Sometimes I feel like Sam and I are right on the same wavelength, and sometimes I have NO idea what is going on in his head. Like today. In honor of Mardi Gras, I spent two hours last night making gumbo. Then, before going to pick Sam up this afternoon I found some zydeco CDs and got out all my old beads so we could dress up and dance some before chowing down. Sam loved the idea of playing with beads, but wasn't so hot on wearing them. Instead, they were carefully spread across the kitchen floor, each in a very specific location and shape. Then, before I could get a photo of this lovely redecoration, we were on to the next game - see which beads and how many make the best rattle in an oatmeal cannister.

Sick boys

 
Last night, Jed came down with the flu bug that has dogged Sam for the past five days. Sam is getting better (slowly). But after four days of no food, he's really easily tired. And all Jed can do is alternate sleeping in bed and laying on the couch. On a positive note, Sam's been on a serious daddy kick the past few days so he's happy to have daddy at home today even if all they can do together is lay on the couch :)