Tucker was sent home from day care for green material exiting his nose in unpleasant quantities. So dad took the morning shift and hung out with the little dynamo until Mom came home. We grilled some chicken, layed on the hammock, whipped up a batch of guacomole (not nearly as good as mom’s!), and played LOTS of drums.
Does this mean noisy toys are acceptable gifts? ^^ (in france these ^^ are like raised eyebrows and imply cheeky sarcasmy playfullalityness)