Outside!

If John could say "outside", he'd be saying it all the time. I made the mistake of letting him walk from the car to the front door of his school this week, rather than me carrying him in - he was so mad when he (immediately) had to go in! He clearly thought it was outside time! Luckily we're starting to get some nice weather. These are pictures from Grandpa Tom's house.

Here are the guys - look closely and you'll see that John has a Thin Mint in one hand and a giant stick in the other.

It makes me laugh how different our son is from our daughter - case in point, the fact that we arrived to Grandpa's with three balls in tow because they are such the toy of choice.

And here's our girl, posing at the creek like it's senior picture day. (Actually, it was hard to get a picture of her sitting still - she was too busy collecting mussel shells and buckeyes.)

I think this was John's first day of throwing rocks in the creek - but not his last!

Pretending this tree is a horse....