My Little Caveman

Elliot so has been reminding me of a little caveman lately---any bowl or plate that is placed on his tray winds up on his head---and he loves to smear maple syrup, peanut butter and fruit in his hair. He's so filthy by the end of the day--from food, dirt, the beach, markers-you name it---that I have to wash out the kids' tub a number of times a week.

Elliot's been pretty destructive--throwing just about everything---his food, rocks-especially rocks-, his cars...... And he's very much into rough play---tackle, wrestle, climbing. His new thing is to climb up on our oversized chair and then (somehow) climb onto the windowsill and walk along it; I swear everytime that I left the room today-he got on top of the windowsill in about 10 seconds. I now have this constant fear of him falling out of the window.

And sometimes he talks like a little caveman too; today he came up to me and said--'More kiss now'. How could I resist that request? :)