Are you my Daddy?

Nothing reminds me how lucky I am not to be a single mom than when Scott goes out of town. How do those women ever shower??? I have gotten in only one since Scott left last Thursday, and that one occurred while Zachary stood outside the shower door holding up his socks and crying. I swear there was still shampoo in my hair when I got to work.

We did get to have a brief video chat (riddled with technical difficulties) with Scott, during which Zachary looked at him on the screen and said "Dada!" This made Daddy very happy!

Today I took Zachary to a fall festival at a super cute place in nearby Bothell that I didn't even know existed. He wasn't as turned on by the ponies and train ride as I expected, but he did enjoy the huge spread of Thomas the tank engine toys that the little toy store put outside for the kids.

When we got home, I baked cookies, and Zachary helped. He enjoyed playing with the dough on the mixing paddle, and picking chocolate chips out of the batter. He put his hand over mine when I cracked the eggs, and he even tried to put the measuring cups in the batter, such a helpful little man!