The joy of dirt

A bulldozer, dump truck, dirt, and siblings.  What more do children need?

A bike rider!

Xander on his own!  He did NOT want to learn how to ride a bike, after a plethora of falls in Sacramento.  But when a screw was loose on his scooter wheel, he told me, "I guess I'll just have to learn how to do this without the training wheels."  And he did. I'm a big believer in there being no such thing as a "late bloomer," or "early bloomer." It's just when people are ready, or not.  And yesterday he was ready.

New selling site

I'm starting to post some things to sell in preparation for our move back to California.  I usually use Craigslist, it was all the rage in Cincinnati, and FB was a hit in Sacramento.  Someone just told me of the new app OfferUp.  Anyone know of it?

Yogurtland

Balloon wars

A packet of 12 balloons.

A lot of air.

Entertainment for hours.

Bubby makes the best grilled cheese

And yes, everyone, he IS always naked.  We put the clothes on, he rips 'em off.  Gotta love our little nudist.

Making cookies for Yom Kippur break-fast (e.g. big meal in which we literally break our fast)

Stirring batter.

Deep discussions.

Smiling for Bubby's camera.

Shy little Ari.

Toppings! says Xander.

Connor loved the eating, not the baking.

Later that night...

We counted 36 cars in Connor's dump truck.

Fascinated by a MineCraft how-to video.