Bedtime story time with Rhys is pretty routine, but the other night he noticed the Paddington Bear on his dresser was wearing a hat. "Hat! Hat!" he squealed and pointed to the box of sun hats in his closet. I put a hat on his head. Then he pointed his 'bossy finger' at me, then the box of hats. Okay...guess he wants me to wear a hat, too. Oh, and the monkey sunglasses. He insisted on those as well.
Warren came into the room...."What The....?" Glad he took a photo!
Since Rhys always notices planes in the sky, we thought it would be fun to take him plane watching off McKnight Blvd. Turns out it's a pass time for elderly couples and creepy bearded men in trucks too.
I wish I hadn't forgotten the video camera, so I could have captured him saying 'Bye-bye Ay-pane'.