Our Little Monkey (and introducing his buddy who is a monkey too)

So I realize that almost everybody who reads this blog was there for his birthday, so I thought I had better show you some of the cuteness that you all weren't there for. These are just some random moments from this week.

First, despite what some may think from the mildness of the mess Zeke made while eating his birthday cake, Zeke is a disaster (or at least the kitchen becomes a disaster) when he eats.

Case and point!

No matter what he is eating Zeke always seems to reach a point when he decided that his tray simply is not clean enough. Thus he starts swishing his arms back and forth as fast as he can across his tray until he has managed to send all remaining food flying to the floor. Or, if he is feeling a bit more conservative about it, he will simply pick up pieces of food one by one and with a big smile at Mom, drops them very carefully over the edge of the tray.

This results in Mom scrubbing the floor at least 3 times a day.

This results in Zeke fully understanding the purpose of rags (or any items of clothing left on the floor.

Also this week, the term "mountain bike" has taken on a whole new meaning as Zeke discovered how to mountain climb right in the kitchen.

And finally, we wanted to intruduce everybody to Zeke's pal, Monkey. Zeke loves his little stuffed monkey so much. He doesn't always sleep with him, but he's so adorable when he does. We love going in to get Zeke in the morning or after a nap. He is almost always standing at the end of the crib bobbing up and down waiting for us, but once we're in the room he quickly bellyflops back down to cuddle his monkey. Sometimes he'll play in the crib for an extra half hour just tackleing monkey and laughing. When he sits up I ask him if he wants to get out and wabam! Faceplant into monkey again!

Happy Birthday Zeke!

Zekiel, Zekiel, quite uniquiel
how did you get so old?
With party time and birthday cake
and fountains without any mold.

Astonishingly poor poetry aside, Zeke had a wonderful birthday party. The best part was being with so much family. We didn't want to leave! Zeke made a killing on presents (we're still hiding some and just bringing them out one per day to keep the fun going; but boy they never end!) and just had the time of his life.



Cake was delish, but at first Zeke acted as though he might as well have been eating bread (which granted, is a favorite around here). Then he discovered the frosting which had fallen off and things got really tasty.



But for Zeke the highlight of the night was definately playing in the fountain. I think Zeke could play in that fountain every day; he LOVED it!