Today Bryce and I made some pumpkin bread. This was his first major cooking experience, and we are proud to report that the majority of the bread stayed in the bowl. He does like to lift his spoon very high to see what he is stirring sometimes, which can get a little scary. By very high, I mean above his head. You'll notice that an expert mom put him in a orange shirt so the messes just blended in with what he's wearing (um, who are we kidding here, he just happened to be wearing orange)
Measuring is a big favorite. I am still not sure how we kept the spoons from being dunked 50 times.
This picture is funny to me, because he doesn't look like my kid. How did we get such a big boy?
In other news, I scored a pretty awesome toy yesterday at the big consignment sale they do in Bako twice a year. Andrew convinced me that we didn't need to save it til Christmas, so one very lucky boy has been playing with this nonstop since he saw it on the table this morning and yelled "Guck!". This brings us to Bryce's current great love of trucks. When I get him out of the bed in the morning, he says "Mommy...Daddy...Guck!!!". When Andrew is at work during the day, Bryce says "Daddy guck!"...a lot. When he somehow hears one on the road with his bionic ears, he makes sure to let me know there's a guck in the vicinity.
So here he is enjoying the fruits of my labor (I did have to stand in line for a pretty long time to get it, if any of you have been there, you know what I'm talking about).
Making the big guck noise.
And one last one just for fun, this is from a couple weeks ago when we decided to go grocery shopping in the rain. As you can see, he did not mind it.
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