A few weeks ago, when it was unbearably hot, we were outside watering flowers...in the morning, mind you. Poor little John was so hot. He gets so red and flushed when he's warm.
Noah has been playing outside in his "special swimming pool," as he calls it. He pulled his safety goggles out of his tool box and said he needed them for the pool.
Noah had to get a new car seat. He's almost too tall for his old one. He's been playing in the box. He wanted John to get in with him. Not John's idea of a good time. Maybe in a few years.
Poppy makes this yummy trail mix ("mix" as Noah calls it). Noah always likes to help make it. Luckily, Poppy has lots of patience for the little helpers.
Good work, buddy!
Last week, our friends, the Hunters, came over to play. Poor little Avery had an accident on the way. She had to wear some of Noah's underwear and a t-shirt. (They will love this one day!
There really a no words to describe this picture...
The boys love to swing. Noah does a really great job holding on. I think they'd swing for hours if someone would just push them. We tried to teach Noah how to pump. He can do it, if you stand there and tell him which way to go. He'll get it before long.
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