Anytime TJ is asleep without requiring my arms to remain so is pretty exciting.
Yesterday we went to Floriade (including a petting zoo!) via the Commonwealth Park Castle Playground.
TJ was blasé about slowly falling sideways:
“I question your parenting style.”
“What the. . . ?”
“WHAT THE. . . ?”
“Did yous guys just see what I saw?”
The mandatory cousin photo combined with the mandatory flower pic.
“Don’t talk to her. She’s such a cow.”