For Real, What has Foxtrot been up to?

Okay, like all new things that begin around the new year, my blog excitement is dwindling. Or maybe it has to do with all of the new projects I have put on my plate. Still I want to share with my readers, all 5 of you, what the little man has been up to. How about we go on a photo journey . . .

He visited with the Garden Girls.

Mama Foxtrot showed some of the crafts.

He broke his first tooth and wasn't feeling too well.

He got older.

Mama, Papa, and Foxtrot Foxtrot play in the sun.

Granimal showed him the sandbar.

Papa Foxtrot basks in Foxtrot Foxtrot's light.

He found the puddle.

He played on the sandbar, again, naked.

 And he had an easter egg hunt.

April has been shaping up pretty nicely.

I've even planted some veggies.

Do you miss his face?

How about a new photo of Foxtrot?

What do you think he is thinking? 

Spring Break on Vaca Negra Farm

 Papa Foxtrot and Granimal have spring break this week and so there is a lot of activity on the Vaca Negra Farm. The rain clouds have parted for a few days and that means the garden is getting planted. Foxtrot is a great garden buddy. This week he inherited some of Papa Foxtrot's old toy trucks and has been having a blast running them through the newly turned soil.

And after all the fun Foxtrot had in the garden the mail lady came with Foxtrot's new ride. Papa Foxtrot and I debated over the best type of carrier to go with and he and I decided that this Yepp Mini Front Bicycle Child Carrier would give him quite the ride.  We figured if the Dutch are doing it this way, then it must be safe. 

He wasn't all to crazy about the helmet or the seat. . . .

at first. Then he LOVED it.

He giggled the whole way around the yard and on our short bike trip to the river. I see more bike trips tomorrow.

Pop Pops

A lot happened this week. 

Foxtrot threw the hammer down.

Papa Foxtrot started working on some new techniques. 

(This is only a small piece of the painting.)

Foxtrot got his first bloody nose.

Pop Pops came to play.

Foxtrot learned all about cowboys at a toddler cowboy party.

(Outfitted by Aunt Peter.)

Pop Pops and Foxtrot bonded.

Three generations of Foxtrots walked hand in hand.

And I woke up next to this guy, who when I went to sleep had a full beard.

And then later he looked like this.

(He finished the haircut and now looks young and handsome.)

It's April already. Must get some seeds in the ground. It's a good thing Foxtrot loves the dirt.