I’m constantly trying to find things that Lex will eat (his interest in food has completely disintegrated over the last month), so one afternoon I offered him a peeled hard-boiled egg. But instead of eating it, he carried it around the house like a new pet.  And when he accidentally dropped the egg and it split open, he screamed “oh no!” and proceeded to carry around just the yolk for the next hour.  (He did occasionally lick it, as pictured below.)  Eventually it got sticky and gross and I had to throw it away.

And here’s my climber trying to adjust the window blinds one morning:

Lex loves the new pots and pans he got from his grandparents for Christmas, and he fills them with uncooked pasta:

And in this picture Tim is trying to get Lex to make peace with our singing/boxing Rocky Balboa.  For some reason Lex is terrified of Rocky, and he won’t even set foot into the upstairs attic space where Rocky is stored.

Today was a rather rough day.  Lex acted more like a typical two year old (I’m spoiled and not used to that).  He alternated from being totally cheerful and happy to being whiny and clingy.  And he hit me twice, which I’m not pleased about.  I know he’s just testing out the waters, but days like this feel WAY too long.  On a positive note, Lex does seem to be recovering from his cold.  Tonight he went to sleep very easily and I didn’t even give him any cold medicine.  (But poor Tim is still congested and worked from home again.)