Mook Fever Continues to Sweep the Nation.

The other night Windsor got his horse pillow and one of his mooks and decided to pretend to go to sleep in the hall. It's ok with me, you understand.

Pool Party.

Last weekend Windsor went swimming. Kind of. In the front yard.







After hanging out in his diaper for awhile, Windsor decided that was for the birds and ripped his diaper off. This is one of the more modest nudie pics. The rest are full-frontals and are NSFW, although if you'd like to come over and see them, you're welcome to.


The next day, he invited Jasper over. He started out in a swimsuit and diaper, but by the time Jasper got there, he was already naked. Jasper, being a man of reason, kept his suit on.

Weekend Report.

Friday night, Windsor and I enjoyed the season's first nectarines.



Saturday he got a much-needed haircut. (Sorry, no photos.)

On Sunday, Windsor took his first trip to Toys R Us. This may have been his first toy store experience, but when we drove up he excitedly pointed to the door like he knew what was inside. He also has shopping down pat. First, you find something you like. Then you pull ALL of that item off the shelf and deposit it into your buggy.



Then you freak out at all the cool stuff.



After that intense experience, we got some ice cream at Baskin-Robbins. (We both got Lemon Custard--my favorite!)





When he was done, he said, "I want more." I said no, sorry. Then he went to the counter, gave the man his cup and spoon, and told him he wanted more. No dice there, either. You can't blame him for trying.

Night Night!

Windsor's new favorite game is called night-night. This means he throws all his guys on the floor, makes Jeff and me lay down with them, and then covers us all with mooks. Mooks are blankets. Here is some night-night mook fun from a few weeks ago.

Crazy Person.

Here's a little video of some early morning fun at our house.

Starting the Long Process of Catching Up!

It's been an embarrassingly long time since I posted anything, so let me say: sorry, grandparents! Now, let's move on.

Windsor turned two on April 23, and over that weekend had a little party at the park. The actual party photos are on my home computer and for some reason the home computer does not like Blogger, so here is a picture of the cupcakes we ate. Windsor has a love/hate relationship with his swing. Did you know Windsor loves to wear hats? Even fuzzy blue pimp hats (procured at the Dollar Tree) while shopping at SteinMart? I swear, he applied this himself.