Cowboy kids

Carter and Ava love playing dress up.  And it goes a little something like this:  Put on this hat Ava.  Keep it on Ava.  (Ava throws it on the floor and giggles.)  No, Ava on.  Keep it on.  (Ava throws it on the floor and giggles.)  Carter yells in frustration.

Ava, we've got your number.  Although you do make a stinking cute cowboy.

Carter gives up on his sister and puts on the cowboy hat.  On his birthday crown.

Independence

This picture was taken in the kitchen.  It was the first time I allowed Carter to play in the yard without an adult with him.  He's growing up.  He's two and a half.  Carter was amazing.  Even without a fence, he knew his boundaries.  The entire time he played in our yard with his toys.  He was out there for close to half an hour, with me going back and forth between hovering in the window and cooking dinner.  I was so proud of him, although it may seem minor it's just another baby step towards independence.

Who did it?

Oh no.  Who got into the plant?

Ok, here's the culprit.

Ava the grouch

Ava is such an easy going baby.  Sweet, smiley and cuddly.  But don't let her fool you, when needed she can bring out the attitude.  And this picture is evidence.

Speedracer

By the end of the summer he is going to be zooming all over the place.

Right now, not so much.  About 3-4 pedals at a time, but it's a start.

Just for the Record

Just for the record the adorable starburst hair clips were purchased by Meme. 

So when she is a teenager and complains I can blame it on Meme.

Just for the record.

I'm just the one who keeps putting them on her every day.

A beautiful spring day with Ava

Here is Ava relaxing on the grass.  While her brother preferred running, pushing the bubble mower and playing ball she prefers low key activities. 

Like smiling.  And walking while we hold her hands.

And of course blowing tons of raspberries.