On Monday we started swim lessons. This is Will's third summer taking the class, and while I pleaded with the county to let him take the next level up (because he is so obviously ready to move on), they insisted he needs to be three. Bah.
But first, some toddler lovin' that took place before class...
I'd take him up on that cheese stick, Claire. You of all people know how much he hates to share.
Will tolerates the little songs and noodles for short periods of time, but mostly he just begs to go underwater.
He loves to jump though.
Claire, not so much...
Miss Amelia likes to cheer them both on from the sidelines.
We were able to get out to the park a couple mornings this week. Will is a rock star on his trike. I see a real bike in his Christmas future.
Will had this poor kid carrying his trike all over the park. "You want it over here?" I heard the boy asking him. "No, over there!" Will insisted. Bossy, bossy Will.
Amelia has been taking decent naps (in her swing only - yeah, I know), so Will and I try to squeeze in some fun. Water balloons!
Oh my gosh, he LOVES water balloons.
He also loves this sensory bin - some dry beans, a plastic container, and some random junk from the kitchen/sandbox.
We managed to do a little book/activity combo (waaaaaaaaaaaaaay too many good food ideas on Pinterest).
Totally emptied both containers of sprinkles.
Looks good, no?
True to form, Will only ate a couple bites and he was all done.
When Amelia isn't sleeping in her swing, she's sitting in it all cute like, and I must take her picture. Many pictures.
Starting to grasp toys!