Who says an unused shipping box can’t become the perfect coloring surface? It’s like her own little coloring mission control center. Best part: she’s not getting very far (meaning no marker on non-markerable surfaces like the wall or the floor).
Ah, the joys of being a kid (and loving the packaging more than the thing that comes in it).
Our baby boy is growing up. Burger turned 5 yesterday and it was the celebration to end all celebrations.
Okay, not really. It was a relatively normal day for Burger (he basically acts like it’s his birthday every day). For example, there was some fun playtime with his sis:
But since it was a special day, we capped it off with our traditional special treat from Three Dog Bakery, which was also caught on film:
Burger’s a good sport with Clara, thank goodness. She definitely keeps him on his toes. We wouldn’t be surprised if he looked up at us next year and muttered “I’m getting too old for this kid.”
If you’re a a piece of flatbread covered in hummus during lunch at our house, this could be the last face you’ll ever see.