While we were at Mimi and Pops' house, it snowed, and boy were the kiddos excited! When it finally warmed up a bit, we outfitted them in over-sized snow boots and sent them on their way. Five minutes into their outdoor adventure, I looked outside to see two bare bottoms standing on the patio chairs and t-t-ing into the snow. Boys.
I love that despite all of the arguments and spats, they are best buddies. It's really easy to see at times.
At another point in the weekend, Carter needed to get out of the house, so he ran to the grocery store with Jeremy. I told him he could pick out a treat there (thinking he'd return with some gummies). He came back with a turkey baster and played with it (sucking up water from one bowl and squeezing it into another) for hours. The funniest part of it all, however, was when Carter asked me, "Mom, do you like my baster (rhymes with master)?" Keeping a straight face, I told him how to say it, but it didn't stick. So, we've got a kid telling the world of his favorite new baster!"
It didn't help things when Peter walked in the door to my parents' home to see their new dining room table and benches saying, "Oh, I love da bich!" We'll have to work on pronunciation around here in the new year.
And here he is again, watching the fun from the warmth of the home. He'll be there soon!