Levi's been asking and asking and asking and asking to go to the park for I don't know how long. He'll look out the window when it's blowing four feet of snow sideways and say, "See? It's not collllldddd, it's not windyyyyy...it's a beautiful day!!" to try to convince me to take him.
Today we made it happen. He was soooo happy. It was a little chilly, but I keep telling myself maaayyybe this is the last full week that we'll have to bundle in a hundred layers just to play outside for a few minutes. Luke got to go in the swing, which at first elicited nothing more than a 'whhhaaaaaattttt...' look, but then he started giggling when I gave him a gentle push.
No, Luke wasn't on the verge of tears. It was cold and a little windy and the sky was kind of bright. He does smile, I swear. Just not when a camera is turned on.
Little Baby Blue Eyes is sitting up a whole lot more lately; he can do it for several minutes now by himself. Still doesn't see the point of rolling over, though. He'll twist around and just about do it, make a half-hearted attempt at making it over the speedbump of his arm, give up and flop back on his back.
Bruvver time.
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