Mom's favorite age

Back in my college days when I worked at a preschool, my favorite age was the "Step-Up" class, the ones too big for the infant nursery but too small for the 2-year-old class, which is now the age that Abe is in. I love the wide-eyed wonder kids this age have at the simplest things like the first taste of a fizzy drink (no sodas in our house though--no worries) or the fun of saying a new word like "Buh-buh" (bubble).

Yesterday afternoon Abe and I were outside on the deck playing while I was on the phone with my mom. I had sat down on the stairs, and Abe apparently wanted my attention because he crawled up to me, pulled himself up to standing, rested his hand on my shoulder, leaned his face in to my face, and started yelling "MOM!" straight into my mouth, as if I hear from this hole in my face as well as speak from it. Of course, it cracked both me and my mom up.

Even though I forgot the photo transfer cable, we still have photobooth on our mac. I wanted a photo of Abe trying out a new hat:


And when I saw how still he was sitting for our photo session, this happened:

I am so happy that Abe likes to make funny faces. What a joy this age is.

This song is making its way through the internet, so you may have already heard it, but listen to it anyway if you dare. It's pretty catchy and is being sung quite a lot in the Rooney house. Abe is mesmerized by it.

The latest Charity: Water update is that we're only $184 away from our goal of half a well. Amazing.