Bikes & Batman.

It's been one of those mornings of mounting frustration as Ezra has been demanding to go to "duh mall" but refusing to wear pants of any kind.

Me: YOU MUST WEAR PANTS.
Ezra: Gwaaaaa! No no no oh no oh no uh oh No? No?
Me: YOU CANNOT BE PANTS-LESS AT THE MALL.
Ezra: *kicks air, and then hits himself on the head, and then flails on the ground for a few*
Me: Gwaaaaaa!

Toddlers are so reasonable, aren't they?

I began to feel quite batty and may have even slammed a door, but then my neighbor Niki saved the day by calling and inviting us on a bike ride. When I told Ezra we were going to see Niki, he INSTANTLY submitted himself to the torture of wearing pants and bolted out the front door.




I was going to make her pull me around in the baby cart too, but the last thing Ezra and I needed was to be crammed into a tight space together.

In completely unrelated news, our son has learned his first television theme song- patiently taught to him by his loving daddy:



Buh nuh nuh nuh nuh nuh nuh nuh
Buh nuh nuh nuh nuh nuh nuh nuh
BATMAN!!!

Spot on, No?