he's a maniac

Today was the first time you very clearly said "mommy." Makes me smile just thinking about it.

After dinner tonight, you ran around like crazy for half an hour almost nonstop. First you were sort of playing catch with dad--he would throw the ball out into the kitchen and you would run like mad to get, bring it back and roll it to me on the table. Then I would hand it back to daddy and the whole process over again.

When we got up to put the dishes away, you were played catch by yourself--throwing it from one side of the kitchen to the other and running after it. Then daddy walked out into the living room and laid down on the floor and as soon as you saw his feet, you dropped the ball, ran in and tackled him.

After you wrestled for several minutes, daddy got up and you ran to grab your popper, and then ran around the kitchen with it. All of a sudden, daddy stomped his foot in front of it, making you stop, and you laughed and whipped it around in a circle a few times and then took off again. As soon as you'd came back towards daddy, he'd stomp his foot, sending you into countless fits of laughter. One time you were whipping it around and it almost came up and hit you in the face, which startled you, so you lost your balance, fell on your bum, and then back onto your head. You of course started to cry, but only wanted daddy to hold you for about 20 seconds and then you were squirming to get down to the popper again, even though a few tears were still coming down your face.

While daddy cleaned up your toys and mommy went down to get laundry, you started running laps around the couch. I wasn't kidding when I said you ran almost nonstop from the end of dinner to bedtime!

We took you in to put your pjs on, and your head was all hot and you were kind of sweaty. When daddy picked you up off the changing table, he said you were still breathing hard :-) It's been about 20 minutes since we put you down, and you're still in there making loud but happy noises.

It's been a super fun evening with you.