While shopping for goodies for Lo’s baby shower (tomorrow) Dave and I came upon an amazing aisle of hats. Milo enjoyed trying them on… but Levi was a whole different story.

Dave tricks Levi into having a hat on… for a grand total of three-tenths of a second.

Milo’s ready to hit the skatepark.

And the rave…

And to take on the scalawags. Avast ye landlubbers.

And to stand for a hundred years facing Ellis Island.

And to arrest soccer hooligans in London.

And to fight as one of 300 Spartans!

And to be a science nerd.

And to be KING!

Gramps is such a popular guest. He is an unrivaled playmate for the boys, a chef for the whole family, a repairman for the house, and a babysitter for Mommy and Daddy! What else could anyone want?

Milo gets his first bedtime Computer Forensics lesson.

I happen to think that all my guys are very handsome in a uniform.

Sometimes, only one person wants to have their photo taken and the rest are totally taken by the lights in the reading room.

Who needs a double stroller when gramps is visiting?

Or even a single one?

Levi is having so much fun and he looks so adorable that it took a while of looking at the photo to notice that Milo was up to some serious shenanigans in the other room.

Five seconds after this photo was taken, Milo leapt at Gramps and tried to teethe on the camera.

Thanks for coming, Gramps. You are welcome in our house any time!

Last weekend we went to the Children’s Museum with the boys and Ellin and Michael. The boys enjoy it so much more than they did before, before they could walk (or crawl, even). They climbed stairs, went down slides, hiked up an indoor mountain, visited Japan, Indonesia, and African homes, and played with a water-table. I guess Milo was hungry, cause he tried to eat this (plastic) octopus.
At least they cleverly avoided tangling with the Shark swimming by Levi.

There are only a few rules in our backyard: do not eat Manny’s poop, do not tip over Mommy’s potted herbs, do not pull hair (this is just a rule which needs restating all the time), and do not climb the cement stairs to rattle the rusted wire gate with sharp rusty wires sticking out. Which is why the boys were SO excited when I let them rattle away so I could get the following shots.
Milo: ” Am I getting away with this? Really? AWESOME!”Milo: “LEVI!! Come over here! We are totally getting away with this!”

Levi: “OK! I’m on the way… don’t rattle it all… save some rusty-wire-gate-rattling for me!”

Milo: “Wow, Mommy. Its like a whole new you. I don’t even know who you are anymore…”
Levi: “Did you see those things on the ground? They move when we move, rattle the gate when we rattle the gate, wow…”