My parents came to visit and brought us a lovely new box of chalk; Amy relished their unused perfection before they were scattered.
I took my big boy out for a solo date to shop for some birthday party supplies, and we picked up pizza for all on the way home. He was being so sweet; I had to take a stealthy backhanded picture at a stop sign.
We went to Walmart for other things, but C came home with some awesome bicycle accessories: pink streamers, a basket with light-up flowers, and a bell. She's pretty pleased with it all.
This guy is SO extra super cute these days, and so earnestly verbal. I wish I could take snapshots with my eyeballs when he's playing with me and explaining something very close to my face. But all the pictures I have of him lately are of him sleeping or running away. Anything else would result in an instant phone grab, or tantrum.
I do so love my four little Pokemon.