Over the span of about an hour last night I followed my son around documenting his exploits. He is pretty good about entertaining himself, though it is no wonder I feel like all I do is clean up after him all day long!
He started out with his work goggles on, proudly proclaiming, "I'm a fix-it man!"
When the goggles had produced a nice indentation on his forehead, he moved on to basketball. He insisted that J and I both play with him (so not many pictures), and I found great humor in all the little glimpses of his bum we'd get as he moved. His narrow little hips don't hold up his pants very well.
Then he moved on to train building. This activity lasted almost 40 minutes (the other two were only about 20 total), and he was very independent and focused, so I took a lot of pictures.
These are the train stickers that he lined up on the LoveSac.
The bum shot again.
His last adventure consisted of a bath and getting his hair combed missionary style by his father,
and then reading his current favorite book "Albert the Fix-it Man" (of course) before sleep.While they read I went around trying to reclaim my bedroom that was littered with train tracks, tinker toys, and tools. Sure do love my boys.