Kids make their own fun

You know how today, as an adult, we're often planning "fun" things to do. Like:

• Go on a planned-down-to-the-last-second vacation (that you need a vacation to recover from);
• Spend 2.5 months to find a date that works to get together with friends over lots of yummy drinks and desserts, or;
• Pay a bunch of money to buy tickets, get a babysitter, park in a city garage and walk a mile, just to go to a too-loud concert?     

Remember when you were a kid and blowing bubbles in your milk with a straw was fun? Or digging for worms after a hard rain? Remember how great it was when we made our own fun?
 
Like, sliding down a hill, getting all scratchy from the grass?

Or pretending spaghetti was a plate full of "wormies" to eat?

I love how kids make their own fun, and find joy in the most mundane things.

And I love how having kids lets me live those silly moments right along with them.

Day 367 on Earth

Today is Day 367 for the Davis boys.

In that short period of time, the babies have proven themselves to be most awesome in so many ways. The latest:

Cary loves to laugh and talk. He is very verbal and can already "say" three words:

"dan" for fan
"nana" for banana
"poon" for spoon

Dean is as strong as a (baby) bull, and is destined to excel in something -- or all things -- physical.
He has a total quarterback's throw, and can bat at things with such accuracy, I think tennis might be in his future. He has somehow figured out how to pull Cary's highchair -- with Cary in it! That boy is strong!

Here's a video where you can see Cary's penchant for cracking up (he is so silly) and Dean's determination to master a task (in this case, "teaching" his toys to use the slide.)




These boys are SO much fun! I really think 12 months is the absolute BEST age so far.