Apparently climbing off and on the couch cushions* is the funniest thing that has ever happened. Ever. Or it was for a week. We’ve moved on now to licking our reflection in the living room mirrored wall. Yes, seriously. Thane also loves to crawl alongside it and watch his reflection. It’s adorable. I hate that mirrored wall. He loves it. I’m blaming my husband who also loves that mirrored wall. He however, does NOT crawl alongside it. Or lick it.
But while the funniest thing ever changes from day to day or week to week Daddy coming home continuous to be the best moment of every day. For Thane and for me. These two are my favorite people.
*My couch cushions are white. I am aware that mothers are not supposed to have white slipcovered couches. But I love mine. They are washable, bleachable, and replaceable at Ikea for $50 should something terrible happen to them. I don’t stress when they get spilled, just pop in the washer and dryer once a month. We’ve been through a lot together: tomato sauce, vinaigrette, chocolate, avocado, sweet potato, formula, and even rusty water. The barely beige, almost white carpet however is a different story, if only it was as easy. What can I say, it was here when we bought the place.