We would have liked to say "Happy Father's Day" but really, it was a terrible horrible no good very bad day so we just assume leave it alone and celebrate Matthew's Dadhood some other weekend. Let's just say there was minor blood shed (from both Simon and Hava), there were tears, there was refusal to eat and an inability to sleep. We are all fine but actually glad it is Monday; THAT is how bad yesterday turned out. Nevertheless, there were some good Simonial moments...

On Saturday Simon was in Hava's arms when she yelled "MATTHEW! MATTHEW! MATTHEW!" to stop Matthew from climbing the wrong stairs to the wrong train. Ever since Simon has been yelling "MATT HEW" (two words) at Daddy. He is very proud of himself for making that connection and enjoying how it makes us laugh.

Last night, when Simon was having trouble sleeping, we brought him into our bed for a while. His eyes half open, he lifted his head to Mama, puckered up and whispered "kiss, please." Hava kissed him and he whispered "thank you." After asking Hava for kisses several times in a row, he turned to Matthew, wrapped his arms around his neck and offered him his cheek before giving him a playful punch in the nose along with the sound effect "puh tang!" In all of these months since Simon's birth many things remain the same - one of them is that Mama is for affection and Daddy is for fun. Mama is not fun and Daddy is not kissable that is just the way it is.

Today Matthew and Simon started their last school-free* week at the Museum of Science and Industry. When Simon saw the chicks in the incubator he immediately began a round of "Old MacDonald had a farm... and on that farm he had a chick..." Then Matthew and Simon stopped by Hava's building so she could kiss sleeping Simon. See? Monday is already better.

*Simon starts preschool next week, Matthew has a three week break before the next quarter begins