On the weekends when we're not on the go, we spend as much time as we can outside. Jubal purposely threw one of his balls into this culvert. Larson tried his best to retrieve it, even with a broom handle and half of his body inside, but to no avail. It's still funny to look at this picture of him halfway in there, though. Ha!
The boys usually don't get out of their t-shirts or underwear/diaper until after I get home on Saturdays. Larson sends me pictures throughout their day just like this.
It must have been a little chilly, since Larson actually put pants on them this particular day.
Let me tell you about these boots. These are "Uncle" Adam's boots. If you even dared to try and get this boy out of those boots, you had H-E-double hockey sticks to pay. He loves those boots!
My sweet Gentry. He woke up from a nap and everyone was outside so he came right on out just like he wanted to and sat down until he woke up better. Then, he didn't slow down.
