A Day Out

A few Saturdays ago we decided that since the sun was shinning (which is rare where we live) we would take the kids... to this place we rarely go... it's called :

Outside

First stop, The Farmer's Market

Where they got to play with Bees

Then we went to the park, which led to the river, which led to clothes being taken off.

And half of the Willamette Valley caked to The Snake's backside.

Maybe we should just stay home.

Just Checking

To see if this will post. Blogger is giving me grief.

Do You See What I See?

Mr. Fingers called me into his room to show me the "portrait" that he made with legos. I stopped dead in my tracks. "Do you realize who that is?" I asked.

When I told him who I thought it looked like he disagreed.

But I had a moment. Like whoever was about to eat this pizza had before they realized they should take a picture.

Here. Look real close. I know it's sideways now. But you know what I see?

Same white undershirt, same red robe... it's a perfect replica.

At least, that's what I think.

Spa Day With The Snake

Who says boys don't get to paint their nails? And wear play dresses? And put hooded sweatshirts on by just the hood and pretend it's your hair? Or wear a Pluto hat from Disney World out in public?

He just loves his mommy sooooo much he wants to be just like her. We all have our fingers crossed that this is just a phase. And I try not to encourage it... except when I need lunch and a pedicure...

he is such a fun little girlfriend ;)