This is three!
This Mother’s Day and always, may you be as happy as a three (!) year old trying his absolute best to blow up an orange balloon. 😀🧡
Oh, London. ❤️💙🇬🇧 It’s a good thing we didn’t live here for three years, or I’d be (a) very, very poor right now, and also (b) probably crying every night at the prospect of leaving.
“Just wait, he’ll be mommy-centric,” he said. “He won’t want Daddy so much, wait and see,” he said. Still waiting. 😂
I’ve seen quite a few cathedrals, it’s true, but none that wouldn’t be improved by the addition of my favorite little man running laps around the enclosure with bright eyes and a yellow rain slicker. 😍💛
Hunting for Hs, as one does.
Happy Easter from my best little bud! The Easter bunny this year brought a new set of paints, Skye’s helicopter, and a chance to bring a chocolate cake to one of his favorite littles, so I think Henry and the bunny are officially reconciled from their previous encounters, all of which had ended in screams and sobs. 🐣🐇🐰Now we’re off on a family road trip!
Cookie and Scout 💕 are quite the dapper pair, no!? Of course when I was trying to take a photo was the only time they’re not smack side by side. . . The loss of our older dog, Rooney, last year hit Cookie a lot harder than we expected. Having a neighbor puppy who happily trots over to play (and score treats, and see what new toddler toys are available for the chewing!) has been SO joyful for her 💗 and therefore for me!
Told him he could pick out one toy from the store. Imagine my delight that he chose the camera. “Like mama!”