Today I was 35 months old.  I weighed 32.8 pounds which is at the 65th percentile for boys my age.  I measured 39 inches tall, which is at the 81st percentile for boys my age.  This is per a chart we found on the Internet.

I guess all the counting practice I got climbing up and down the steps in my home has finally paid off.  Mommy washed some strawberries for her lunch and I counted to nine perfectly.  Sometimes I mess up counting, but I do pretty good for a little kid.

I was ready for water play at school, but found out water play is over for the season.  The college kids that helped out with water play this summer have left for college.  Guess I won't be pouring water on Hannah's head any more this summer.  We did play outside at school and I was sweaty when Barbara picked me up but I was so happy, I didn't care.  I did poop in the potty at school.

I played outside with Maggie when I got home.  Barbara keep making me get back in the shade.  She brought a bowl of ice cream outside for us to share.

It was another routine afternoon of play.  We play with Play Dough almost every day.  In my bedroom we played with the big letters and threw 100 balls at each other.  I have a pretty good arm for throwing.

I helped fix spaghetti for dinner.  I am a pretty good cook because Mommy said it was the best she had ever had.   Mommy and I threw balls to each other and sometimes I get so tickled I fall down.