Grandpa R. came over last night for dinner. He arrived a bit early and I had to run across the street to get some ice from the neighbors. When I came back I found all three of them sprawled out on the boy’s bedroom floor playing with the trucks. I loved my grandparents, but I don’t remember them ever getting on the floor and playing with me. We are very blessed to have not one, but four very hands-on grandparents.
He thinks that there is a baby in the oven. He’s always very excited to see this strange “oven-baby”. Someday he will figure it out and be a little disappointed to lose a friend.
Gavin came over to play with us this morning. He hasn’t played at our house for a while, so it was a special treat for the boys.
He was blowing very hard and when that didn’t work he ripped the tops off and threw them. What a boy!
He loved playing on the slide, and with anything that could be a choking hazard:) Such a good lookn’ boy!
He’s turning into a big boy. Scooting all over the back yard trying to keep up with the boys! He’s a very careful driver