Scott in April

This is what an afternoon of fun with Duplos looks like in our living room.

 Coloring with dad during General Conference.

 Coloring can be so exciting.

 Scott looks up to his dad.

 Showing his tongue-out concentrating face while pulling his hat off.

 Driving around in his car and matching Cardinals jersey.

 Enjoying a little fish snack.

 Scott LOVES the vacuum. John chases him with it sometimes so it's a game, but even before then he's just always loved it.

 When he gets excited now his arms spaz. It reminds me of the Wallace and Gromit cheese hands.

This is long, but it shows his love for the vacuum.

I was cleaning the top of the kitchen (counters, stove, toaster, microwave, etc.) while Scott dirtied the bottom.

He chewed his way through an oatmeal packet. He really likes oatmeal, apparently cooked or not.

Scott likes his face being blown on. As long as he doesn't have shoes or socks on I roll the window down for him in the car and he loves the wind.

 He also figured out how to climb in and up the stroller one night. He really wanted a walk.

 It was hot last week and Scott's buddy Lincoln came over to play. Linc rode the coupe while Scott enjoyed looking at the fan.

Lincoln picked up the cymbals and just busted out Jingle Bells. He is so clever and articulate. I'm hoping some of it rubs off on Scott, who hasn't spoken a real word in his life. 

Scott likes baby Lou. Mostly he likes her carseat buttons, but she didn't mind letting him push them.

 Post-nap and obviously pre-haircut.

Watching him eat rice can be entertaining.

 Scott started actually looking at his books on his own, not just pulling them off the shelves and scooting them around the house like cars. The shiny street lights captured his attention in this cute book from Rick and Jess.

 Mesmerized by Joseph's creme brulee flame.

I was given San Jose Giants tickets when I checked out at Lucky, so we went to see them play Bakersfield. Scott fell asleep on the drive over.

 When he woke up, his eyes were glued to the game.

 Until the ladies sitting behind us came back with food. He stared at whoever had the plate and didn't want to turn back around. They kept joking about how the baby wanted wings. This is the face he gives when you don't share food.

One day, Scott pulled my old Bop-It out of the game cupboard.

It reminded me of this video. When we came home from a walk, Karen was playing and excitedly announced her high score. Fun for kids of all ages.