There was a lot of putting our feet up this weekend.
So out of the ordinary.
Every evening, when Daddy gets home from work,
the order of the day is to play Play Dough with Caleb.
Caleb looks forward to it all day long, even mentions it to Daddy in the morning
as he is leaving for work: "Daddy, we'll play with Play Dough when you get home?"
I sure do appreciate Ron's dedication to this particular type of play.
She is practicing sitting up. Sometimes she falls over.
Cranky because she is tired and does not want to sit up anymore.
We've had a lot of time for learning, too. Here Caleb is parking the cars.
Learning to recognize numbers and affix the appropriate amount of animals
to the picture. He is doing great! Using the glue independently
CHAOS.
This is actually not as bad as it was. The sorting here is already halfway done.
And here we have a very close encounter with a Smurf.
Outdoor fun. In the bitter cold.
Stop licking your lips, sweetie. Remember what you looked like at Christmas?
MAGIC. How did he do that?
Rosy cheeks.
Actually, her cheeks were rosy before going outside. Saliva rash.
Okay, sweetie. I don't think it's going to work.
You're doing a great job trying to be DOUBLY excited to make up for her
uhm... lack of excitement
at trying to show off matching baby legs/shirt. You're a good boy.
I, too, thought that she might catch some of your enthusiasm.
However, it appears that she's not having it. I think she really needs a nap.
This last picture is absolutely one of my favourites!:D
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