Foolish, foolish me.

To think I thought my child was weird for sitting on the floor in a quiet room to eat his grapes. That doesn't even compare to him lying down on his stomach, on the floor at the Y, to lick the tile. Which, in case you were wondering, he did this morning. I'm all for letting him be independent, but at some point, you gotta step in.

And in hopes that you'll forget how weird my child is, some cute pictures from yesterday.

Eating his beads...oops, this was supposed to distract you away from the weirdness.

Feeding Colby a Cheerio.

I told you he puts his beads on himself.

Don't you just want to eat him?!

Being Daddy.