in constant motion. the only time i can catch him being still is when he's absorbed by something on the tv. if only i had a fraction of his energy. i'm not even sure where it comes from, given that i more often than not see him as a shadow passing by the dinner table. no, that's not entirely true, but i think you get the idea: when the dinner's on the table, he's the last one to get there, and the first one to leave.

earlier today, at the tramway museum, i gave him a sugar free delicato cacao ball. now, isnt' that a contradiction in terms? sugar free delicato...? anyway, he liked it, and it had the same effect on him as anything containing sugar would.

oh well. it's been a long and very, very good day.