Explorer

It's important to grab life by the horns.


That's why I spend my days chasing down the next great adventure.


I try out new things and embark on daring conquests.


There's never a dull moment.


Well. Almost never.
But don't worry. You can't cage a free spirit.

Saturday

It was a busy Saturday.


First, we made pancakes. Juj mixed the important stuff (they don't trust my measuring skills - lame), Max tried to climb the stools, and I supervised the process.


After breakfast I did some reading.


Juj worked on her ostrich art skills.


Later I practiced with a scissor. So far I only cut paper. I'm just prepping for my first self-imposed haircut.


We finished the morning with a trip to the jungle park. Don't worry. Herb did not eat Juj.

BBQ

Four generations all together!


We had a BBQ dinner with great grandma. Burgers, corn, cookies and fruit. Max threw at least half his food on the floor.


I was a nice and respectable peep.


Lu was a little ridiculous. She thought the old man playing guitar was the Okee Dokee Brothers. Even with Lu-nanigans it was a fun night!

Snooze

Some days I monkey around at resting time.


But if mom has somewhere to be you better believe I'll nap like a champ.

Art

We really love to practice art skills.


I like to use markers, glue, stickers and scissors when mom isn't looking. Which happens often.


Juj loves drawing and making fancy art projects.


I really love paint but my painting dreams are often stifled. Lame.


Lately we've been having trouble realizing all of our Picasso-like potential at one small art table.


So mom surprised us with a spacious new (used) art table complete with benches that Max can scale when he's not being properly supervised. Win for everyone!

Story

Let me tell you a tragic story, Peeps. Once upon a time I was a nice baby that enjoyed crawling around, reading books and trying to grab poop when mom changed me.


Then one day mom saw an ad for a torture chamber. Even though it wasn't supposed to be available for sale yet mom managed to get one.


And now I can't play with poop anymore. The end.
I know. It's a sad tale. I tried to warn you.

Pink

Peeps, did you know they make sippy cups that aren't pink!?


I had no idea. I bet next you'll tell me that they make sleep sacks and tricycles that aren't pink too. But I'll never believe that.