Spaghetti, balls, flyaways, and kicks

Johnathan re-discovered spaghetti this week. While he gets messy eating it, he gets pretty cute too!



I'm trying my best to get Johnathan to say what he calls these, but he's concentrating too hard on scooping them up (a successful first as of this video). They are peas (not "peans" as Daddy confuses them), but Johnathan calls them "Balls." Makes sense. Why he'd eat them, to me, does not.



"Where'd it go?" Johnathan's newest phrase sounds more like, "err'd, di-doh?" He had seen a robin land on the back porch and was disheartened at it taking wing elsewhere. I know: a robin is not abnormal in March, but the snow is.



If you've ever read "The Saggy Baggy Elephant," you'll recognize Johnathan's newest dance. Pardon Daddy's voice, but listen closely for Johnathan's attempt.