Outside's the Place to Be

Spring has sprung, and it's hard to keep Grambo inside these days. With his new running legs to take him wherever he wants at lightning fast speed, he just wants to explore every pinecone, rock, and pile of deer poop (and we do have a plethora of poop piles in our yard - blech). As one might expect of a typical boy, he's usually kicking a ball with his foot and holding a stick in his hand.

Yesterday it rained most of the day, much to Graham's chagrin. When the sun came out we headed out to the car to run some errands. Graham headed straight out the garage door and promptly into the middle of a puddle (of course blatantly ignoring my "Graham, don't you dare go play in those puddles").

Today out came the sun, and dried up all the rain (Itsy Bitsy Spider). Graham couldn't wait to go for a wagon ride down to see Daddy this afternoon. I best leave the computer... Graham and Craig are waiting on me for a pre-dinner explore in the woods.