My Dad actually made this very swing for me when I was 19. He sent it with me when I got married, which I loved. Joshua surprised me the other day by hanging it in a small tree in the backyard. He then made me cover my eyes and did a big unveiling. Bear loves it because it’s just his size. I have a feeling it will be there for a very long time.
Precious little toes, covered in dirt…
Joshua took a picture of Sunday’s blue sky…
…and Bear, with his sister’s artistry on his forehead; a bright, pink Winnie the Pooh stamp. They are actually scattered all over his face, and if you look closely, you’ll see them on his cheek, temple, and forehead. I have no idea where they got the idea, but later on that night, while changing him, I discovered stamps all over his torso, arms, and legs. Is there such a thing as pink ink poisoning? Their creativity knows no bounds, I guess.
These are awesome pictures, Sweetie!