Des has a lifetime of Mom’s bunny ears behind/ahead of him
Tag Archives: Mom
August 14th, 2016
A mild Sunday morning at the zoo. When did he get so big?
Pointing at all the butterflies
First time on the Skyfari, you can tell Des is thrilled
Learning how to hook up guitar pedals after nap
Des helping dad scrape the front porch trim by putting the paint flakes into the trash bag. Then promptly dumping out said bag and starting again (?)
August 7th, 2016
Enjoying the mild weather and playing at the park before dinner
Reading The Little Engine That Could with grandma while dad is cooking
Watching grandma’s tricks during bathtime
August 2nd, 2016
Good times with family
After sleeping until 7:20am and an almost three-hour nap, he’s still got energy to burn even after bath time
Kissing mom and baby before bed. Today he decided to practice saying “sister” repeatedly
Hug pile
July 30th, 2016
Enjoying the nice weekend weather near the pedestrian bridge, Des is still learning to navigate the various splash pads
And water up the nose…
He could have watched the boats pass for hours, running to the other side to watch each boat round the river bend and disappear
Mixed heritage- parents from born on both sides of the river
Ha!
July 24th, 2016
Enjoying the surprisingly mild mid-80s afternoon weather at the splash pad
Surveying from his higher vantage
He’s a climber (note mom spotting from behind)
Ahhhh
July 18th, 2016
Visiting the slides before mom’s birthday dinner
Des’ gift to mom was the first season of Fraggle Rock to watch together. He was mesmerized by just the few first minutes and danced to the theme song!
Railroad Days
Visited Lauritzen Gardens Saturday for part of the annual trains celebration throughout the city. If Des wasn’t already saying “Choo choo!” enough lately, this certainly amped that up.
Checking out the O scale display
Hiked further in to the year-round Model Railroad Garden
He was so in awe, he barely noticed the admission bracelet on his wrist- which presence may typically instigate a meltdown
Hiking back, shortly before surrendering to dad’s shoulders
