Yesterday my parents came to visit. I like it when they visit, because they keep the bugaboo occupied for a bit, AND they do my dishes. It’s a pretty sweet deal. It usually allows me to throw in a load of laundry, or other such fun and exciting things.

So, they helped me put him to bed, since Daddy was out at his night class. Grandpa read the story, which just happened to be Bugaboo’s Toddler Bible. Fitting for Grandpa, the Professor of Theology, wasn’t it? Anyway… so Grandpa would read a page (“This is Noah…”), and when he finished, Bugaboo would look up at Grandpa and let out the most adorable little giggle (through his soother of course, which is even cuter).

So frikin cute. (Like father, like son!).