This afternoon, we built a tower as tall as me from Magnatiles, then did some balls-and-rods building. Then finally, we built this tower out of basically all the Duplo we have. He helped a lot until it was about two-thirds complete at which point he lost interest - and instead built his 'sequence' containing all the different colours of single blocks he could find. Of course, by that point I had to press on to find out how tall it would be when I ran out of blocks. The answer is almost exactly the same height as Exile #3.
I've also been in charge of dinner for the last two days. Yesterday, I completely wimped-out and went out for Chinese take-away. Today I managed to make pizza and salad. Considering I used to do almost all the cooking for a few years when we were first married, with a fairly wide repertoire, it's sad to realise what a Daddy-cliché I have become!








