A few days ago, a neighbor asked us if we wanted some tadpoles. Apparently a frog (we have many around here) laid eggs in her son's water table. We helped ourselves to a couple scoops of the little creatures and put them in our own water table to explore.
I had no long term plans, but I figured it would be fun to check them out.
And it was fun. Until Will tipped the table over before I could stop him because "catching tadpoles is boring and I'm a big boy."
Our neighborhood hosts a weekly mom and tot group and last week's event was an ice cream social. Yum.
Bailey and Amelia continue to love each other.
Will picking his nose. Amelia screaming. Yup. That pretty much sums up our visit to Daddy's work.
OK, we did some other stuff, too. Stuff like...
Running through the fire truck mist.
Visiting a helicopter...
Sitting in a firetruck (and refusing to get down)...
And going for a ride.
We knew it was time to leave when Amelia became very grumpy. But because we left so abruptly, Will also became very grumpy. We walked to the car through the crowds of Mike's co-workers with two screaming kids. Ah, memories.