This is a post on the fly, as we are near Pittsburgh visiting family.
1. Butter to LB on Sunday afternoon: “You’re killing me, Bear. You’re killing me.” [We still have no idea why he said it.]
2. When we got to my Grandma’s house yesterday, Butter saw his Gigi [my mom] right away. He ran up to her, gave her a hug, then said, “I have to pee!” and proceeded to drop his pants and pee on the front lawn.
3. We went swimming in the hotel’s pool today. Little Bear seemed to have had enough of it after a few minutes, so I sat him on the side. He started to kick his feet and laughed like crazy when he realized he was splashing all of us.
4. Little Bear loves buttons, so it should be no surprise that we very nearly woke up from naps in a freezing room today. Luckily, M caught that LB had set the air conditioner to 62 degrees before we went swimming.
That’s all I’ve got for now. Hope everyone is having a great weekend!