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.