It's fine that Angie is a complete freak-o when it comes to picking up creepy crawlies, but does she really need to imbed this whacky trait into our kids? Today's specimen was an inchworm that was apparently icky enough to be stuck on Peter's cheek. If she brings a leech into the house, I swear to you - I'm leaving.
After a disgusting hour of watching the Zoo crew carry out their own twisted version of Fear Factor, I rounded up the filthy bugs and we headed over to Sami and Kika's. It wasn't really to see them, though. Angie didn't even say hi, unless shouting 'where's the baby?!' constitutes a greeting.
My guess is that Lauri secretly wants us to have another kid because he knows that a) it would most certainly be a boy and b) it would mean that he is older than at least one of the Johnsons. Sorry, Lauri - you may be cute and oogly, but we are not making any more playmates for you.
Not one to be outdone by an 11-day old, Tom cranked up his 'look at me' meter.
After narrowly avoiding a cute baby smack-down, we headed back to the Zoo to let Tommy get his pose on.
At some point, David, er...umm, sorry I mean Spine-o-man, as he calls it, came rushing to the rescue.
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Ladder Talk:
1) What was the best part of your day?
Peter: When I played with Eisi eating.
David: When Dalia come here.
2) What was the worst part of your day?
Peter: When we couldn't play Schwarzer Peter with Eisi.
David: When Tom played here and then he make bonk and bonk.
3) What would you like to do tomorrow?
Peter: To take the dragon with to Kindergarten.
David: When I play with Gizma something.
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