Tiny guy on the big throne.
This is so often my sweet view. And then the view a few minutes later.
Doesn't everyone need to sit atop the refrigerator before bed?
My mama used to do this with me. "Suuuuuper pickle!"
you are the magic the world seeks.
what are dryers made for, but to be climbed into?
wearing babies. baking bread.
"blessed are the gypsies. the makers of music. the artists, writers, dreamers of dreams, wanderers and vagabonds, children and misfits: for they teach us to see the world through beautiful eyes." - anon
"the nupboards in the cupboards, they're great fun to have around" -- Dr. Seuss
my dad worked on cars often. when he wasn't at work, he was almost always in his garage. taking apart. putting back together. cursing. listening to country music. these two would have gotten along just fine.
here's some more from our day at the children's museum.
who are you, dear one? what breathsome adventures await you? what gorgeous magic inside you spins?
balancing my favorite littles on feet hugged by socks my mama knitted.
we love winter walks. sometimes they make him so sleepy, he needs a break. in a tree of course. because he's not sleepy. "sweep is for da weak, mom"
once upon a midnight hike. and when it was done, no one wanted to leave.
"mom. I nee a cwymb up der"
my wee babes.
"Mom, can i pweese touch da fwower?"
"Nix, did you touch the flour?"
"...Nope...nope...I did not"
waste management. she likes to inspect what we've decided to recycle.
he loves to build. and to crash. today he stacked Piggy Paints. When we paint his toes, he wants each toe a different color.