family time.

we headed down to DC to do a tour of the white house.
dylan wouldn't let go of his stroller so he stayed outside to push it around the park.
he even got a cheerful wave from an-almost-naked-protester.
and almost run over by the park police.
but a friendly tourist kindly offered to take our family photo.
doesn't dylan look happy?
he never let go of the stroller...

cruising.

they've been going for rides lately.
jane's tummy is so pudgy that dylan's crazy driving doesn't knock her off.
they've been having so much fun together.
well, let's rephrase.
they have fun when jane doesn't touch his stuff.

then he says, "baby sad" right before he kicks her face.

fresh baked rolls.

i made some fresh rolls tonight.
dylan started yelling, "hot! hot! hot!" (his word for all refined carbs)
i asked, "you want a roll? can you say roll?"
-insert mumbled word, a confused look and then a flash of light-
he grabs the roll and starts *rolling* it around on the floor.
sweet.

weekend warrior.

today we went to patapsco state park to let dylan burn some energy.
he was bored after 20 minutes since the trail is flat.
that's when he found this little gem on the trail.
everyone else saw a bridge over water.
dylan saw a perfectly steep ramp, water, rocks and a cliff-waterfall-drop-off.

here, dylan grinning at his luck:

soaking himself in the stream:

climbing back up (the tongue provides balance?):

and a look of complete satisfaction:

sorry i don't have a picture of the tantrum he threw when we wouldn't let him bike off the cliff.
it was tender.

connect-a-train.

a favorite hobby for this little man.
his record is 5 trains at a time.
i guess it's like daisy chains for boys.

fatigue.

for the first time in his life he was tired enough to fall asleep on the kitchen table.

keep smiling, jane.

one of those mondays.
dylan, please stop throwing food, hitting and screaming.
jane, thank you for smiling even though you're sick.
you are a doll.