Finley wasn't off to see either of his dear grandmas (unfortunately), but he was all dressed in blue outerwear and found a bucket to take with him on his adventures in the basement.
Whoa there, little buddy, you aren't coordinated enough to go up the stairs without anyone spotting you--let alone dragging a bucket behind you. Thankfully, Finley listened and decided to share his new-found treasure with his dad.
We had to pry the handle out of his little hand so we could leave the house, but now each trip to or through the basement involves at least a short bucket playdate. And just so you don't think Finley is hard up for toys and choosing a bucket out of desperation, here he is enjoying two of his favorite things: his stuffed penguin (Agent P) and his dad.
Though sometimes the best toys really aren't toys at all, here's something he discovered while playing with Dan. My giant, super-warm mittens! He likes to have them on and then claps, which is pretty funny. The footie PJs really complete the look.
This photo was from over the weekend, but just this morning he brought me his own little green mittens to put on and I was thrilled! If he'll wear them inside, perhaps outside won't be such a challenge.
One final 3-day weekend photo (can you tell how frigid it has been outside since all our recent picts are indoors). It's a tad out of focus as he was running towards me, but this smile encompasses his overall mood these days. Happy. Giddy. Pleased with life.
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