Evan loves using his own utensils. I am less enthusiastic about it. Yogurt on the walls and he gets more in his chair than his mouth at times, but he's working on it... and happily at that.
Big brothers can be jerks. Like when they slap you in the face with a bubble wand.
Washing the car with bubble wands. Not so easy to get the soap off of afterwards, but all in good fun at the time.
This is the outdoor kitty that we've adopted. She comes about 3 times a day for food and water and lets us pet her. So far the relationship is working out for us both.
Visiting with Aunti Em.
Flying kites with Aunty Em was so much fun. Alex had a blast!
Alex got to give Evan a ride in a super sweet car at our friends house.
After which they played in the sprinkler.
While the little guys had their bowls of water. Everyone was happy.
Evan sporting his ice cream facial hair. A look of things to come perhaps?
The boys enjoying the penguins.
We got to see some Seals at the zoo as well.
Mommy and Evan in the polar bear exhibit.
"God NO DAD!! Stop cleaning!!! I like the dust!!" - note the cute pj's with the drop bottom.
Shoe swap with Daddy
Cute boys hanging out outside.
Cuddles with Daddy.
Cute guy in a cute hat.
Smoothie Stach! Yummy and cute.
Boys playing at the park. Perhaps some future careers?
I love cream filled donuts!
We went to a party with some bounce houses. Evan and Alex had a blast!
Nearly part of an accident on the way home from church. Thankfully everyone was ok.
Boys enjoying some time finding Waldo.
The faces of Evan.
The Faces of Evan.
Alex sporting his glasses he got a swim class.
For some reason Evan likes to sit on his dollies. Not sure why, but he does it repeatedly.
Ice Cream!!!
Alex is ready to watch Mommy drive a Ferrari 458 on the M1 race track.
The path we had to walk up to get to the tent to drive the car.
Oma and Opa watched Evan while we were gone. They had a great time together.
More food facial hair for Evan.
When Alex gets upset with Evan he screams as loud as he can at him. Evan tends to run or cower.
More volunteer reading time for the boys.
Why is it that little ones tend to eat the bottom of the cone first? I just don't get it.
