Peep-eye

Nathan is looking at a "Parenting" magazine. He opens it and says "peep-eye" to the pictures and then quickly closes it. If he knows what the picture is, he'll say, "peep-eye, baby", or duck or lady, or whatever! Yesterday, he helped me plant some new flowers around the tree out front (portulaca). I had set up his pool next to the tree, but instead of getting in it, he took the plant containers and rinsed them out in the pool after I took the plants out. After he "washed" them, he would dump the water and stack them. And if I was kneeling down working in the ground when he was done, he would come to me, put his hand on my shoulder and lean his face into mine and say, "Hi daddy!" just to remind me he was there. He got really excited the other day watching bowling on TV (Sunday), so we bought him one of those little bowling sets. He's still trying to get the "roll-the-ball" idea, but he's got a rocket arm, and he sure likes throwing the ball at the pins! He thoroughly enjoys pretty much anything that involves destruction or being outside. If it includes both, he's in heaven!