So yesterday I spent most of the day putting up Erik’s 99 red balloons in his room. 200 plus stickers. My hands and back are still sore from doing them. When Erik first saw them though his eyes lit right up and he started smiling. Then he kept pointing at them and wanting to touch them. What a great kid. He says bawwoon every time he sees them.
Nothing horribly new on the Erik front. He is obsessed with Shrek for some reason. We watch it everyday. And I mean, everyday. Sometimes, no joke, twice a day. I rotate between Shrek 1 and Shrek 2, but my god. The kid is obsessed. It’s so funny too, because he will sit through the whole thing every time like he has never seen it before. Every time to him is the first time. He laughs and smiles and makes funny faces throughout the movie too. His new favorite word to say is donkey. Sounds more like dawnkey but that’s okay. 
Erik still loves the puppy dogs though. When I dropped Drake off to get his grooming Erik starting screaming when the lady took him away. I don’t know why, the dogs are such a pain. I have finally gotten Erik to kind of listen to my reasoning with him. When we are in the car and he decides to pitch a large fit, I just say firmly that when we get home he will go immediately to bed and no more Shrek. He will stop immediately. He hates the threat of having to go to bed. But at the same time, he is so good about bed time. I’m not sure about him.
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