Little pudges has taken to imitating everything we do. We put our head in our hands. He puts his head in his hands. We walk with our hands behind our back. Likewise. We sit down with a sigh. So does he. While it’s lots of fun, it means that his parents need to be more than a little bit careful.
Last week, he helped his Grandma Roach at the yard sale. While it might not seem like a little guy can help out all that much, he followed everyone around (keeping the shoplifting to a minimum) and was the official greeter. I’m pretty sure we have a future McDonald’s host on our hands!!
In other news, it’s official. Heidi and I are moving to Resolute Bay up in Nunavut. While the chill might seem like a little much, at least I won’t have to be out mowing my lawn in April. April! I’m sure there’s something about that in the Constitution. 🙂