Jake's been at tennis camp this week. He decided to put his tennis racket up to his head, and ask another boy to hit it with a ball. Of course, he prefaced it by saying, but not hard. Of course, the boy being a boy, decided to take the ball and smash it into Jake's face. So, he's left with a mark on his forehead and what looks like a soon to be black eye. It's difficult to have sympathy when kids do these things. I mean, really, what did you think was going to happen?!?!?!
Liv has found a joy in those sponge animals in the capsules that you put in the tub and let them dissolve. She carries them around the house, and insists on a couple each time she gets in the tub. Jake had an obsession with them as well, so it's cute to see her do the same. She talks to them, creates stories, etc. She calls them stuffed animals. I was confused at dinner the other night when she said she wanted to take her stuffed animals in the tub with her. I told her stuffed animals don't belong in the tub, they'll get ruined. She looked at me so funny, until it dawned on me what she was talking about LOL
