The final 1

Today is the last day that Danny is one. I decided to take the opportunity to document a day in the life of the Danimal, and started off like gangbusters. Then, not two hours into my day, I dropped my camera at Little Gym, and it broke. Not cool. It was at that moment that I realized I'm truly a blogging addict, because it was unfathomable to me that I would go through the next few hours, let alone days, without a camera. Tim will be so proud (relieved is perhaps the better word), because upon some reflection (translation: frantic phone calls to a camera-wise friend), I chose the judicious path and actually left my camera at a repair shop for an estimate, instead of screeching over to Best Buy. Of course, I only opted for this route because Crystal, the aforementioned friend, has kindly offered the loan of her camera. Sure, I know I sound obsessive, but tomorrow is Danny's birthday, and on Saturday we're going to Chattanooga to ride Thomas the Train, so these are major photo ops that I'd be missing!

Anyway, here is what I captured of Danny before the camera crisis.

The morning started with Danny in his pjs (which he loves to point out to us every morning, as in "I've got penguins!") watching "Steins," a.k.a. Little Einsteins. This show makes him happier than almost anything, with the exception of golf.
After getting dressed he played quick game of soccer - he plays this half a dozen times daily, in between basketball shots, football throws, and golf swings. His sports obsession is hard to exaggerate.
A brief round of tackle/dancing/general harassment of Clare, which takes place every time she puts on her shoes.
Greeting Brooke for carpool by telling her, "I like your shirt!"
Hydrating for what he evidently believes will be an intense Little Gym class. Danny looks forward to Little Gym so much that he starts asking for it on Monday, two days before our class. He also likes to practice his teacher's name, which is Miss Tamiko. She likes hearing him say it, so it's win-win.
Working out with a hoop during gym.

At this point you are probably relieved that my camera broke. I like to think I would have edited somewhat if I had more to work with, but it's easy for me to say that now, isn't it?