This weekend provided a few giggles:
- Daddy played softball Friday night, so the boys and I had some playtime together. Both boys were in bed and I was finishing up dinner dishes, when I thought I heard the garage door and Daddy arriving home. But it was earlier than expected and no Daddy. So I went around the house to explore the noise...or really just headed to VWs room! I open the door to a surprised little guy. Who responded "nothing!" When asked what happened? Did you fall? Were you Jumping? Doing cartwheels? Somersaults? To which VW laughed and matter-of-factly told me, "I am flying!" Then proceeded to jump in the air, flap his arms, and land on his knees. "Ok, Buddy! Now fly to bed!"
- DG and I were cooling off in the little baby pool Sunday afternoon when he proceeded to stick his head in the water. Very shocking to me, since all of sudden he has not enjoyed bathtime and getting his face wet. So I cheered and wiped the grass (floating in the pool from big brother running in out of the pool and lawn) off his face. He laughed and slammed his face back into the water. I wiped and the activity continued. One time he went under and I didn't wipe! He looked at me grabbed my hand and put in on his cheek so innocently! Too precious!
- After some fun time in the pool with DG, he decided to explore the yard. He grunted and pulled my hand, leading me to the sandbox. He rubbed his tummy to say "please" and pointed to the lid on the sandbox. So impressed with his manners and he got lots of praise, but no sandbox time as he was soaked from the pool. [I know, I am no fun ;-)]
- More noise coming from VWs room Sunday evening...Daddy heads up to check it out. VW is in bed (quickly closing his eyes when Daddy opens the door) wearing his dinosaur costume from a few Halloweens back...



















