Random

 One afternoon in May, I heard Easton wake up from his nap, then he was unusually very quiet for a while....I decided to go check on him and he had taken his diaper off, grabbed a chunk of poop and then pulled a million little pieces off and even put a piece on his head! Luckily most of the poop stayed in the diaper. Could've been much worse. I do have my own similar story, but much messier. I was probably about the same age and my mom had just given me a bath and put me down for a nap. I was being too quiet, so she went in to check on me and I had poop smeared all over the wall and completely covering my face. I didn't miss a spot either and the you could only see my eyes.

 Arden having fun with Easton's birthday balloons.

 He loves water. So much so that he can't just play with the water table....He needs to be IN it. Every time. And so he climbs...

 Love looking out the window and seeing this:

I told Derek I want to live on a farm. With a few chickens. He's just concerned about who's going to cut the grass. I told him we can get some animals for that.

 We a billions of frogs around us. BILLIONS. The tiny ones.