Cullen and the kids came to town this past weekend and we got to spend Friday morning with them (and Sarah/Anja) at the Children's Museum. I made the mistake of telling Fuzz that he got to see "Tee-Tee" so for the next hour until he left, he was running around the house yelling "TEE-TEE" at the top of his lungs looking for her. When we finally got there, he thought it was pretty funny to chase her around. All of the kids had a great time, even when I lost Fuzz for enough time to almost give me a heart attack.We were in the Ball-O-Rama room and all of a sudden I noticed that Fuzz wasn't one of the 40 kids in the room. I had a feeling he was in or near an elevator. Luckily, Sarah was able to help me find him pushing the emergency button in the floor below where we were. Disaster averted, even though I think he was more entertained by the elevators than he was the actual museum. It was great to get all the kids together though!Fuzz has recently become obsessed with our laundry baskets. He loves to throw the clothes out of them and crawl in. Lately, David has been taking him for rides all over the house in the laundry basket and he absolutely LOVES it (great workout for Dada too...). The first thing he does now when he goes into our bedroom is to empty all the clothes out of the basket (clean or dirty) and get in and say "pease, pease" meaning please take me for a ride! I don't love taking him for rides because it isn't all that comfortable for me to bend over like that anymore ;) I'm going to have to find a new distraction...
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