Thursday, April 18, 2013
Grady is a guy who is really fond of hats. It was one of his very first words, though we were confused and didn't realize it at first because "that" was also one of his first words and in Grady's perfect little voice, they both sound like 'at.
Sometimes, Grady will realize he is not wearing a hat and then he must go get one immediately. If he is, say, behind a baby gate and unable to access his hats when such need arises, he will probably weep.
Other times, he needs to wear ALL THE HATS. Clearly.
He is also a pretty big fan of his shoe collection, which is ridiculously large (thank you, hand-me-downs) and lives in a cube with a monster/dinosaur/something-stereotypically-boyish face. However, if left to his own devices he will always choose the same pair of sneakers. Always.
Wednesday, April 17, 2013
Monday, April 15, 2013
Wednesday, April 10, 2013
We recently went to Ikea, in order to get Grady a toddler bed (no, of course he doesn't sleep in it; don't be ridiculous). We also had to buy all the other adorable things they had, because IT'S A ROCKING MOOSE, OMG.
He now rocks the heck out of that moose, and glides on and off with relative ease. But initially, he spent a lot of time perfecting his mount and dismount. (So many points deducted if you take a step on the landing!) And, of course, saluting the judges.
As Grady would say: "at da!"
Tuesday, April 9, 2013
So, he thought he might bail. Hook up with some older boys who had a basketball.
But we persisted and once Grady learned that there was a job and it involved cleaning up the park, he was all in. He also thought the eggs were balls, and a world covered in balls is pretty enchanting if you are Grady.
Grady loves to find and pick up garbage at the park (my favorite, I'm telling you) and it turns out egg hunting isn't really all that different.
He filled two whole buckets.
Flashback to the egg hunt last year:
The day after the egg hunt was actual Easter, and we gave the kiddo an Easter basket. Mostly because there were some randomish things we wanted to give him and rounding them up into a basket seemed tidier and more ceremonious than just snagging things here and there when we went to Target.
So, he got a basket:
Sunday, April 7, 2013
I keep thinking that I will find the time and wit to share more than just a pile of pictures of Grady the Gus, but that doesn't seem to be happening, so here's a pile of photos.
Seemingly overnight, the vast majority of the "baby" is gone from Grady and he is all little boy. He loves balls, dogs, carnitas, and Feist. He looks just like Jasper, and as such is staggeringly handsome.
Also, yes, beautiful spring weather for us.