The one with Frozen.

I was eating breakfast the other day and turned around to see luca just chillin on the floor reading a book. 

He got restless while we were cleaning so I put some yogurt on a cookie sheet with some banana for him to play in--he hates yogurt. That would be the top left. He got so mad that it wasn't good that it only lasted a few minutes. Oh well. 

See the bruise on his cheek? And the cut on his chin? He slipped into his little kitchen the other day--like mother like child, sorry love. He smacked his face, had a cracker in his mouth that jammed itself into his gums making them bleed, and landed on something that made his chin bleed. It was traumatic and so sad. 

I think it's an understatement to again mention that we have a frozen obsession over here. Who doesn't? 

Our floor is still all torn up--we have been living like this for over two weeks now. 

They were supposed to come this past weekend--and tear up all the floor downstairs, so we were supposed to move all the furniture out. I started, and moved a few things, the TV included. And then we rescheduled. So we haven't had a TV around--Jose resorted to the projector and luca the iPad. 

Seriously. He's hanging off the couch watching, in shoes and doesn't even care that he's upside down. 

Then he brought it to me to hold up for him. 

We had a movie night the other night and made popcorn. Luca lovessss popcorn. We just put it in our giant movie theatre bucket. Worked perfectly. 

Luca was not thrilled that I needed a picture before church. 

He played with his buddy Nora, and shared so nicely all of his toys, and even fed her his snacks. 

That is the newest place I have found his cup after searching all around for it.