he wore his hat for about 3 seconds

jobs, or how he has it alll figured out

him: mama, clean up those colored pencils.
me: because that's my job?
him: that's your job.
me: and what's your job?
him: sitting in the laundry basket.

out in the world

this was his little construction. i was writing postcards and looked up to see this.
he's been carrying around the little stick and calling it his "key."

a glimpse of sun

in-between

telling stories

his papa impression

the snow's gone but the leaves are still here

in the kitchen

snowballs!

i asked what snow feels like.
"ice," he said.

Neither snow nor rain nor heat nor gloom of night

"i'm catching you." he said.

WARNING: this video may cause dizziness or tiredness just like taking care
of a two year old.

first snow of the season

"it is a good coat," he said.

it is leaf raking season again. (how is "in the 40s" suddenly not too cold?) it also puffy coat season again. his new blue one meets with his approval but oh, how we miss the orange one.

young architect

stampy stamp

silliness in the upstairs hall

planting bulbs

on a rainy day we dream of the park

it is a gray rainy day. these are from last week and show what he wishes we could do again today.

"this owl right here. come see," he said. "come see me drawl."

the magical land of IKEA

trick or treat

jack-o-lantern