Timmy and Daddy

Timmy has decided he'd like to be raised solely on popsicles. He's constantly requesting them and telling me what color he wants. I tell him no more and he says "pwease, last one" so sweetly. He also knows that if someone is climbing a ladder, they must be going to go down a slide, and if Patrick takes off his shirt, he must be going to bed, even if he's not. Patrick has now taught him to recognize the superman symbol, batman symbol, and pictures of Kyle Field, the football stadium at A&M. He calls football, Helmet ball, which Patrick thinks is a better name anyway. Lately he likes to sing Ooga Chucka, ooga chucka, la, la, la. He's memorized the first few pages of his book, "Brown bear, brown bear, what do you see", and is picking up song lyrics like crazy. Patrick has also got him repeating things after him like "Dude, that's awesome." It's been so nice having Patrick home this week for Spring Break. He's been gone so much lately with either basketball games, track meets, or soccer games. Me and Timmy miss him. All those sports seasons end in just a couple of weeks though, so it's not so bad now. The soccer team made the playoffs and won their first playoff game on Friday, which is exciting. I'd like the games to end, but then it's kind of neat to have his team winning.