Bunky Turns 20 - Mama Adds Photos

So Bunky turned 20 months yesterday - no longer a teenager and one step closer to the very heart of the Terrible Twos. Though I believe it's really the terrible 18-36 months. Good lord. Anyway, here are some photos since I know everyone is pining for them!

FIVE CANS! Now that's an achievement.
He's learned to alternate the big & little ones.

Portrait of a troublemaker.
Oh you can see where he split his lip. Ouch.

Grandpa gets him his favorite snack:
Frozen Blueberries!

Mama was sick. Baby was sick.
So we napped together sweetly.
And sweatily.

It was sprinkling, and we don't have a raincoat for him yet.
So I broke out the Jedi cloak.
Into the cave on Degobah: "Alone you must go."

Rock out, Mr. Cool!

A little crazed look that is all too familiar now.

Bunky built a secret passageway behind the kitchen chairs.

Okay, Snack time! PBJ...mmmmmm!

Oops, another long delay

It feels like it's been forever and a day - in this time, Bunky has picked up a knack for Duplo blocks, learned when to clap, stomp feet, and raise his arms for "hooray" at the appropriate time for "If you're happy and you know it" song, and taken to taking naps without as much fuss.

Usually.

It's a lot less exhausting chasing him around, though still exhausting keeping up with his need for attention and activity. So any excuse to do so is welcome - park, shopping, birthday party, Omi's boat, his classes, you name it.

By the way I was very proud of him in music class today, he kept up very well and we had a ball. For the first time he followed direction. I think a few days ago he had a good solid nap and woke up a bit smarter - I could tell immediately. I've decided that sleeping is when they leap forward.

Some photos... long awaited I'm sure... forthcoming as he broke my camera and I have to transfer them and edit for web, etc.

Fin's first big movie star

I spent two hours getting an eye exam and two new pair of glasses (one sunglasses, one regular) at LensCrafters in Santa Monica today while Mark took his parents to the farmers' market with Fin. When I returned later to pick them up, I took Fin with me. I went to the "pick-up" table and there was already someone there. Fin was squirming and fussy and I nearly fell on him. Then we took a seat next to him -- well, Fin did, and I spun Fin around and around trying to amuse him. That lasted about a minute...

This guy was wearing gray and neon green striped running shoes, probably RBKs, and green knee-length cargo pants, and a t-shirt. His hair was graying. He was short. He kept looking at me as if we were annoying him so I tried to hold Fin on my lap in the next chair over. Then something hit me - something familiar about his profile. I looked again, and sure enough... ... and then to confirm it I heard him speak to the guy helping him fit on his glasses.

Suddenly I was kind of self-conscious... Bunky and I were annoying Dustin Hoffman.

Yes, that's right, just three feet away sat Dustin Hoffman getting fitted for his own new glasses. In LensCrafters. Of all places.

Well that was cool. Too bad Bunks won't remember it. And too bad I didn't have a camera - not that I would have asked for a photo - though it would have been cool.

By the way, my new glasses are cherry. Literally. I'll get a photo up soon.