Picey

T has taken an interest in cooking and especially loves adding picey (spices) to the pans and stirring with every single cooking utensil in the holder next to the oven. He'll add picey to pretty much anything given the chance.

A bucket of Laughs

T is so big and yet still so small that he fits in this Ikea bucket for toys. He climbed in and asked for blankets (ge-ket). T is surrounded by soft "blankets" or large pieces of minky and other soft fabric from my sewing room. Luckily T doesn't care that the blankets aren't finished yet. A Brightly colored piece of died silk also qualifies as a blanket apparently.

After the bucket was full he wanted to swing (wing), so the Scoot swung him in this bucket over and over ... and then later in the day he swung him wrapped like a hot dog in a blanket ... and now The Scoot goes to physical therapy to strengthen his low back and we encourage T to swing in the Hammock instead of the bucket. Don't worry, there was no permanent damage.

A Bucket of Laughs

Bee was The Scoot's when he was little and he's been T's little buddy for over a year now. Bee plays Brahms's lullaby when you pull his string and T especially finds that comforting at bed time. T say's "Bee" perfectly and even makes a very impressive buzzing sound.

BEE

Coy

This series of photos was taken in our new play room on May 27, 2012.

Roaming

I'm making up for the photo famine by posting some oldies. They aren't that old, but they are still a testament to my procrastination. This batch is from a family trip to the Hoyt Arboretum that included an impromptu train ride on May 6, 2012.

The Scoot and T at the Hoyt Arboretum

After wandering randomly around the Hoyt arboretum, we realized we were pretty close to the zoo, so we decided to go ride the train. We took a break at the bottom of the hill so T could play in the grass.

The Point - a trick he learned very early (thank goodness). We still love it!

Huh?!?

The Escape!

The Pout

Here we are riding the train between The Oregon Zoo and the Rose Garden. Despite his pouty expression, T really enjoyed the ride. This was our first ride on the zoo train and T could not wait to get on once he saw the choo choo. He was really antsy while we waited in line and really couldn't get on that train fast enough.

rm rm rm HAT!

rm rm rm HAT! - this means motorcycle. T recently added HAT! to the end of his motorcycle noises to indicate that people on motorcycles wear hats (helmets). He can actually say helmet, but I just love the way he says hat. Last night T and The Scoot modeled hats. The Scoot wore his motorcycle helmet while T wore the welding helmet. He looked like a little super hero and sort of reminded me of Strong Bad with his tiny body and huge mask.