Pop-its + 16 month old = a heckova good time. Especially when we all need to let off steam after three hours of church during nap time. I sure should have appreciated the days when I could just sit and listen to a lesson, instead of chasing an overtired child through the halls. Ah, well, his sweet smile and cute face make it worth it. So does his two hour nap once we finally get home.
He sure did love those little pop-it things, though. I especially loved seeing his surprised little face after he threw the first one - looking back at us with a worried look until we assured him that all was well. After that he went to town, beaming with pride as each one he threw popped with a satisfying crack. Well, not each one. We tried to explain to him that a few were just duds, but he tried his darnedest to pop those bad boys anyways. He's a determined child, that one.
Ha ha that was classic Ace, couldn't get a new one to pop until the he was sure the one in has hand had popped.
ReplyDeleteHaha..he is SO cute! And so funny!
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ReplyDeleteAwww--he's looking so grown up. And he is ever not stylishly dressed?
ReplyDeleteThis is THE hardest age for church. Two more months until nursery! Which seems pretty crazy. Wasn't he just born?
Your header is amazeballs. I feel like I'm watching California Dreams.
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