When I got home the other day, Baby Boy came crawling over full tilt and grabbed my coffee mug (as shown) and began screaming "Dad-dad! Dad-dad!" while swinging the mug around and pretending to drink coffee.

Also, ever since he got into the potatoes, we've been finding potatoes all over the house, everywhere we go. Potatoes in the hall, potatoes in the couch cushions, potatoes in the toy box, potatoes under the coffee table. I'm not looking forward to finding the ones we haven't seen yet months down the road.

Quality stuff.