Connor had his first popsicle. He did not know what to make of it at first, and tried to hold it by the frozen end, and then threw it on the grass. When he finally figured it out, he knew exactly what to do with it:
Connor and I enjoyed swimming at his buddy Charlie's pool on a hot day:
We came to the realization that flowers in our window boxes are hard to keep in tip-top shape, and that succulents are really neat to look at and very low-maintenance:
Connor and best friend Alden are both on the cusp of walking at 17 months old. Go figure that Melissa and I would both have extremely mellow and late-walking babies. They took turns pushing a lawn mower around last weekend, but nobody seemed to want to let go:
Mamta (my friend from high school) and her husband Steve came to visit with their son Dillan, who is two months older than Connor. After spending the afternoon at the beach, the boys had a bath together, and then we made dinner and ate on our back deck. Of course the tub picture is the most fun:
Here's to hoping that the fun times keep on coming!
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