Wordless Wednesday: Otters

My goodness, they love the otters at the zoo. It's the only animal they talk about when we get home.

Oh, Toddlerhood

If this was all you saw of our breakfast this morning, you'd think Ben always loved to hop in his chair and eat his yogurt. (The reason for the smart little smock. It's reserved only for applesauce and yogurt.)

This, however, was about 30 seconds beforehand. Ah, the seasons of trouble when you're two are so much shorter.

Grandpa Jeff's

After enjoying a rather unusual week camping in Alabama, we traveled the short distance to Gary's Dad's house in Knoxville, TN. The weather there was gorgeous, as was the company. Aside from the big, big ball, there wasn't a whole lot to keep the treacherous two busy. When the Club's pool was open, it was a hit. That, however, left a lot of unoccupied time! This left us saying "don't touch" more times than I care to count. The playdough, left over from the camping trip, gave us a solid 30 minutes of fun!

Ben's concentration was unparalleled.

Big, ig ball.

How do you play with your playdough?