Summer has officially begun, so we have been spending as much time playing outside as we can. Lucy's favorite toy of the season? The $1 inflatable pool ball from Dollar General. It will only be a matter of time before she realizes there are many more toys out there; toys with gadgets, and buttons, and wheels, so believe me when I say I am taking full advantage of the fact she is so easily and affordably amused.
Yes, those are hay bales in the background. Yes, we are country and we love it.
Unlike most children her age, Lucy prefers to run away from her friends.
Ah, sweet little Zoe. Last week we pulled out the good ole' exersaucer, also know in the Horton house by the names of poopersaucer and the throne. If Lucy had any, you know, issues, this contraption made sure the job got done. Fortunately for us, and quite possibly unfortunate for Zoe, it has not yet proven to have the same magical powers.
Zoe turned three months old last week. I love every minute I get to spend holding her and talking to her. This stage is just the beginning of the fun stuff. She belly laughs now and can really hold down her end of a conversation. She loves her sister, and yay for us, Lucy loves her just as much.
In an act of modesty, Zoe covers herself up with a blanket. The onsie was too small to button and her mother refused to redress her. Lazy woman! Our voluptuous girl is now wearing 12 month clothing. So, basically, everything you saw on Lucy one year ago will make its second debut here on our blog via Zoe.
Charles trying to teach Lucy how to intentionally kick the ball. She was more more interested in grabbing his arm. I don't think we have future soccer star on our hands.
Natalie threw her fiance a birthday party this weekend and to celebrate they broke out the slip and slide. Here is Lucy making sure to properly introduce herself. Also being the top notch parent I am, I made sure to leave Lucy's bathing suit at home, nice and dry in her top drawer. Thank you Mallory for loaning us an outfit to ride home in.
Big Mama Zoe loves her cousin Kalani. She is such mother hen already; so affectionate and attentive and protective.
Papa Walter and his girls.
More outdoor fun on the slide (nevermind the bloomers).
And always a favorite, the swing.