Signs of the season

Boyd shares mom's love for tulips. They smell so good. And yes, that's typical Boyd running around pantless and shoeless. Probably snuck out the door initially and then played outside like this for hours. The usual.

Reading his new books. Thanks Tyler and Andrew (and Mimi for carrying them on the plane to bring them here and for reading them over and over and over again.)

Loving mom's old comfy shirt and lipstick sample. If Boyd's lips look luscious it's because of his lipstick. I was envious of his plump lips and the color was perfect for his skin tone. I think I gasped. His idea to try it out of course.

Playing with Stinky.

The clubber (the pitcher)

Drawing "grass" for the Easter Bunny. Coincidentally, when we returned from our neighborhood egg hunt there were some eggs waiting for him on the front porch.

The 0-5 year old hunt. Boyd took his time.

His favorite find from the hunt. He calls them his spy glasses.

Neighborhood friends in the tunnel. These two were inseparable for hours today. The egg hunt turned into a play date too. Good thing it was in the neighborhood.

The infamous creek and creek crossings.

The steep part. I have seen every neighborhood kid take a spill on this part.

Made it to the top.

Finding a letter "Y" stick.

Trying out a new ride.

Trampoline time. Tonight Boyd asked for one.














Boyd also read his first word today (in which he sounded out instead of sight reading it.) The word was Bump. Boyd ended his day singing "Oh happy day..." He crashed quick tonight. Love that Spring air.