We got a new dryer. The box is the best thing that's happened to Mak in a long time. It became his "house." He spent hours in that thing, and he loved when we all joined him. After a few days we decided it was a little Dub T to have a giant cardboard box sitting in our living room. It took a little convincing, but Mak finally agreed to settle for a "new house" made out of a sheet downstairs.
Grandma Anderson was in Salt Lake for Daniel's cousin's wedding. We got to hang out with her for a while between the wedding and the reception. We just love Grandma A! She is such a sweet lady. And Heather brought Beck, Nashy, and Kai to hang out too. (Dan is holding Bailee, Grandma is holding Rylin)

Makee went to his very first friend birthday party! His buddy Jack that lives next door turned three. Dan made major fun of me for taking his picture. He also made fun of me for wanting to peek over the fence to check on him. My little boy is growing up!
Here is Mak playing with his friend Jack. I'm so sad Jack and his family are moving in August! I think Makee and Jack could be really great friends. Okay, Jack looks a little scared in this picture, but he really does love Mak.

Here's Makee's latest fave. He climbs up on the fireplace in our backyard and watches the kids play at the school playground over the fence. Sometimes he yells, "Hey!" just to see who will look at him. I think he thinks he's a big kid too.
Kay, here's a buttload of videos:Here is Bai, our little crawling machine!
Ry Dog eating her treats
Mak's version of a somersault-yeah, we have to work on that.
Old McDonald Had A Farm (in case you couldn't tell)
More of the BaiMeister crawling
Mak loves the school in our backyard. He slides all the time
Both my boys going down the "thlides"
Mak loves making fake birthday cakes out of playdough and blowing out the candles
More sliding
The Ry doing her thing!




























1 comments:
This blog post makes me heart hurt. Thanks for all the pictures, videos, and updates, I sometimes watch the videos and forget I'm not there with them.
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