Mowing

Will loves mowing with his daddy.

This is why he's "the cutest"

Sweet little sir has taken quite the liking to broccoli.  

On this day, (probably 6 weeks ago...), he found a big head of broccoli in one of the grocery bags and carried it around for a few hours, taking bites off the top whenever it tickled his toddler fancy.

He can certainly be picky when it comes to eating, but for some reason broccoli has made the list.

Last week, he found a bag of frozen broccoli in the freezer and dug out a few pieces to munch on.

What a strange, adorable child.

Cutest.

The Duck Pond

We've been working on painting our new laundry cabinets (see here), and with all those paint particles in the air, I decided to take Will on a walk to the duck pond.  

On our last visit to the pond, he tried to feed the bird milk with his sippy cup...

But mostly he just chases them around...



And climbs rocks...

And looks irresistibly adorable...

And no duck pond visit is complete without a visit to every mailbox along the way.

Will's got his system down.  Find a rock, open the door, place the rock inside, close the door.  Repeat.

It must be very therapeutic...

I'm so so happy that the weather is finally warming up.  We're excited for all the biking, hiking, playing outside, and lots of home projects.

Recent Happenings

Recent happenings: no order, lots missing, instagram editing. 

New faces for Baby Will:

A welcome discovery: Kale chips are darn good!

Rock Star line-up.

Bustin' a move.

Playdough and Presidents.  (He loves practicing his presidents.)

Sensory bins for the Bubba.  "It stays in the bin..." is my new favorite phrase.

Easter eggs.  Loved it.

Shoes too big, running too fast = wa-bonk.

Dry-run for his first camping experience.

Busy season at work.  A flattering award.

Cutest, cutest, cutest.

The Life of the Bubba

A quick recap in the current life of the Bubba:

Explorations of baby powder:

Of course, he ate it.  He's currently obsessed with tubes of stuff: toothpaste, desitin, vaseline... You name it, he'll eat it.

Making Valentines.  Will was in charge of eating his rocket-pop, sticker placement, and a few crayon scratches.

Playing in the "baby" drawer.  Always always unloading.

Indoor sledding.  Bubba refuses to keep gloves on when we're outside.  As soon as he falls and his little bubba hands hit the ground, it's tears and screaming until we're back inside, all warmed up.

An attempt to pull daddy on the sled:

And of course, a hike on a nice day: