... naked sandbox time ...
... and naked blueberry bush examination. Isn't our little bush cute? It's the daughter of one of my parent's bushes, so we have high hopes for her. Andrew picked his first ripe berry yesterday.
Hey, mommies need to have a little fun, too. :-)
Now we're back to clothes, which are also nice. Doesn't my boy look so handsome in his big boy skivvies? Love that pose.
In fear and trembling, we went on our first outing this morning. I figured the zoo was as safe a spot as any - you're not as likely to notice a little puddle on the walkway if you're keeling over from the flamingo stench. It was a complete success! A potty break before and after the trip, two stops at the zoo, and he stayed dry as a bone. I was wild with delight! Who knew a tiny pair of dry underpants could evoke such pride.