Okay, this post is a bit embarrassing but I am posting it in case one day about 10-15 years from now my sweet little Joshua should happen to become a less amusing kid and I need to be reminded of silly fun he and I have goofing off on my mom's shiny hardwood floor. Yes, that is right, the floor. For unknown reasons Josh loves to play on the floor in the kitchen, especially when grown-ups are trying to work. See that picture in the lower left hand? That is part of his current obsession with pretending to be a dog. Scratching his ear, yes he is! So the other night I plopped down on the floor and started messing around with him. The two of us were giggling and tickling. One of us was a tunnel. You truly haven't lived until you have had the giggles with a two year old. Nothing can make you feel better I think!