Here are a couple clips of Sammy's escapades in our cloudburst a couple weeks ago. (Mama's boy.) I knew it was time to come inside when he could no longer pick himself up from his final puddle plunge (i.e. 1:25).
shivering and soaking, but satisfied
recent stacking fetish
(he's getting those big legos for Christmas... sssshhh!)
first attempts
maybe we'll try again next year?
are boys hardwired to know just where the screwdriver goes?
lastly, here's a little dance.
our favorite is the little head wag when he starts a new song:
our favorite is the little head wag when he starts a new song:
MERRY CHRISTMAS!
