Today..

We played in the leaves

I made chocolate chip pumpkin shaped pancakes
They weren't very good
Though according to Parker they were "deeyicious"
Parker read his first word
I kid you not. He sounded out mom and dad. Go Park!

Then he decided it would be fun to lick the mirror and write letters with his spit.
This is the same kid who refuses to touch a crayon
Hmmm. maybe spit is his medium of choice
And so do I, even though I roll my eyes
(I'll tell it to you if you give me $1)