The boy and I spent a lovely morning at the community garden. The place is beautiful, plus you have to have a key to get in which gives it an oomph of exclusivity that I totally dig. I'd love to have my own garden plot but the waiting list is almost as long as the one for our building's two-bedrooms. (When last I checked we were #51 on the list, which means Will will get his own room just in time for Kindergarten. I really wish I was kidding.)
Everything goes into his mouth these days. Eh-hev-erything.
I call this one "World's Longest Head". (Trick photography, I swear.)
I don't know which is funnier, the scowl or the Sears Portrait Studio arm cross.