In the 2 minutes Mama was upstairs putting the laundry away...

Jimmy found a marker... a sharpie in fact.
One cutting board was the only other casualty...
Brother was not marked up, but I don't think Joey would let him do it anyway...
I should not be surprised, we already know how much Jimmy likes markers.

Doesn't he look pleased with himself?


And then I told him it doesn't wash off...

Find a patch of sunshine...

Doesn't she look comfy?

Things have been fairly quiet around here...

We are enjoying the last few weeks before Jimmy starts school...
We watch plenty of train videos,




Like to watch mama ironing, especially when she uses steam...it sounds like a train!


After a long swim, mama's bed is the best place for a nap...


And then it is time to build trains. This is a double stacked container train, in case you didn't recognize the form...

Life is sweet

Perfect

Happy Wanderers

OK Everyone have their walking sticks?

Just one at a time please!


Make sure it's just the right size.

Perfect!


Let's Go! Let's sing to keep the bears away! (this really confused Jimmy when I told him this!)

I love to go a-wandering
Along the mountain track,

And as I go, I love to sing, My knapsack on my back.

Val da ree, Val da rah
Val da ree, Val da rah ha ha ha ha ha
Val da ree, Val da rah
My knapsack on my back.






I love to wander by the stream
That dances in the sun
So joyously it calls to me,
Come join my happy song.





Val da ree, Val da rah
Val da ree, Val da rah ha ha ha ha ha
Val da ree, Val da rah
My knapsack on my back.

Two years.

Happy Birthday Joey! You are going to love being 2!

Let's look at how you've enjoyed the journey so far!

You joined us calm and grinning.


We all loved the tiny little boy.


Jimmy inspected you carefully and often!


You were and are so goofy.


And silly.


Raring to go for your next adventure.



Anything as long as you could be outside!



Outside is where the dirt is!



It's also where noses get broken!



Happy Birthday Joey! Many more adventures await you!

Mind over matter...

I know darn tootin' well what this is.


But I still have to clean it up, no matter how gross it is.

So let's just pretend it's some spilled chocolate sauce and not at all the remains of a feline operated gecko disembowelment procedure...
Yeah... that works for me...