Be Afraid. Be Very Afraid.

With it snowing heavily outside, we head out with our snowsuit, Bob stroller, and cone hat.

A smooth start of the work week for Mommy except she gets a call from B's daycare that the Bear has a fever and needs to get picked up early. Switching to a onesie.

 
Despite his 101 temperature, the Bear is still in a good mood and plays, "Peech a boo!"

 
This fever isn't getting in the way of playing with his cars (or in the Bear's case lining all of them up in size order).

 
And also "Peech a boo" hiding robot car in his changing pad.

 
After some intense playing, the Bear surveys his food options and tells Mommy, "Cereal!" Yes, cereal for dinner.

 
Post cereal bongo playing. No shirt this time.

 
Keeping Mommy on her toes, the Bear uses his sippy cup seals as a new bongo drum instrument.

Then it's "Woo woo!" fire truck time.

 
Daddy gets a belated Valentine's Day gift from Mommy. Daddy's words, "Great. A gift to help make food for Mommy."

 
The Bear checks out the spiralizer.

Daddy and the Bear bonding. Daddy, be afraid.

 
Be very afraid.

 
"Wake up," the Bear tells (commands?) Daddy.

 
Daddy hesitates to close his eyes.
The Bear giggles, "Got you!"

 

New polar bear jammies. The Bear's all time favorite book in his hands - Mommy is trying to hide it from him. The Bear averages 4x/ day on that book.