The beginning of the spring cleaning frenzy

This is where I have to be careful, because I risk overworking myself and/or causing a blood sugar crash.
But I cleaned out a good chunk of the closet today, reorganized Sean's toys on the resulting milk crates (milk crates make great kidshelves; if they pull them down on themselves, they don't really hurt anything) and made two giant garbage bags full of junk. I still have to clean out the big giant tub full of craft supplies and take out some serious trash, but that's not too bad.

Sean has learned to say 'hi' meaningfully. Kids at daycare keep coming up to him and saying 'hi, it's *blah*. And so he's learning to say 'hi' back. Unless you're daddy, of course, which means you get 'dadadadaDADADADA' instead, and get attacked around the knees.

Chris is trying to teach Sean how to push his wagon. It's working moderately well. Or moderately badly, however you want to think about it.