Jet's more active now. He's running around, climbing things, exploring things, getting into the pantry to find things and eat them... going to the fridge to demand a drink of juice or milk by pointing. It's so different than when we left.
So I just played with him, this afternoon, after he woke up from his nap. We enjoyed lots of things like a corn dog for lunch with plenty of mustard that Jet ate straight instead of on anything. He made an awful face the first time he tasted the plain, French's yellow mustard, and then he started dipping anything he could find into it and then sucking on whatever was dipped. He is not a bland food boy.
I'm glad tomorrow's Friday and John will be home to help me with Jet. He was at work yesterday afternoon, and my productivity was down, pretty sharply then, too.