The highlight of my day was this: it was HOT today, the kind of hot where you are just so thankful to be un-pregnant). So we got out the sprinkler and ran through it, and yes I mean we. Only the water was COLD. So we got a little gladware out for Graham to play in the water that way. Of course that was soon taken over by his big sister, who also happens to be a little bit of a bully :) I went inside to change Grahambo back into his real diaper and out of his trunks, and when I went back outside Greg had given Evie a bunch of cotton balls, which she was "cooking" in the gladware. She kept asking for more Martin Balls. Pretty soon I figured out what she meant; she wanted more cotton balls. I couldn't stop giggling. Where in the world did she get Martin Balls? I didn't correct her, because that is just too cute. Here are her little hands cooking the Martin Balls on our graffiti'd patio.
Probably putting something in his mouth that I'll have to go and get later when he starts to gag...
We had dinner on the patio after it cooled off tonight. I thought his face was messy (but this is nothin' compared to how he's about to look)
Then Evie got to feed him...a little vegetable ham dinner balanced against the toddler belly...
Every delicious bite is accompanied by the insertion of the right hand.
"Please mom, no more pictures. This is so embarrassing...she's getting this all over me!"
Something that not every toddler is probably fond of: chicken wings. These are a staple for Evie, preferably teriyaki. By the way, this dinner ended in the bathtub.
And finally all cleaned up and bathed. Evie isn't in this one, because as usual she thought clothing was optional and ran away squealing when I brought her clothes to her. Everything is a game now.
