Didn't make it to Lockhart or Taylor, but those would qualify under the 45 minute window. We went out to the Salt Lick with about half of Erinn's playgroup. Even being exhausted from the previous night, I wasn't going to pass up Salt Lick.
Now that Simon is trucking, this is a familiar sight. Simon charging ahead, with Mom's angel wings right behind making sure he doesn't crack a skull.
"Hat"
There was just enough room for two high chairs on each end of the table. Two for Reese and Henry H...
The other two for Jack and Henry L...
Which put Simon right in the middle of Erinn and me. How he got sauce in his eyebrows is still a mystery.
Henry H. had the right idea with the rib, and still managed to keep his eyebrows clean.
Moms and momma's boys.
2 comments:
ok simon looks HYSTERICAL in that picture with the sauce. such a saucy guy, he is.
That's every kid's job: getting incredibly dirty. Your assignment (should you choose to accept) is to figure out how to get him clean--notice I didn't say KEEP him clean. Such a cutie!
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