July 28th, 2010 by Busy Mommy

Once Nolan had his sandbox, of course his Grandma had to come and help him learn how to play in it.

July 28th, 2010 by Busy Mommy

Ben built our little guy a small sandbox that can sit on the driveway where he can play a bit while I do my sewing.  The other day he leaned over into the sandbox and placed his face in the sand to taste it- he came up with sand granules in his nostrils and around his mouth- he didn’t seem the least bit bothered by it, which is surprising considering how bothersome it is when I get any bit of sand in my mouth from some produce that wasn’t washed thoroughly enough, but he hasn’t tried to eat it since so I guess he figured out it’s not really food.

July 27th, 2010 by Busy Mommy

So I was mopping the kitchen floor with Nolan on my back yesterday and as I was doing so I hear this little soft occasional giggle coming out of Nolan.  He was stretching from behind me to watch the mop and he just thought that mop or the way it was moving was pretty funny.  He just kept giggling now and then the whole time I was mopping.   So how come you never laugh when you’re mopping?  You should- if Nolan thinks it’s funny, it’s funny!!!