We had a nice day outside today, in the upper 70s, and I figured it might be the last for a while, so we headed outside.
Peyton is your typical boy that finds sticks, rocks, and dirt anywhere he goes. Lately he has been pretending that sticks are either guns or knives. I can thank his dad for that.
Here is Jackson enjoying the grass. He is looking at Peyton, and that is why he has a smile on his face. Peyton can get him to smile or laugh at him, just by being near. I think Jackson loves that Peyton is always moving and making some kind of crazy sound. Whenever Jackson laughs, Peyton says "He's funny." I think he means, "He's laughing", but he always says funny instead.
I am so in love with this little boy. I call him my little angel.
And why wouldn't he be my little angel with a smile like this?
Peyton and Jackson seem like they are going to be best friends. Peyton is constantly right next to Jackson and is always wanting to play with him. Lately, because Jackson has gotten pretty good at sitting up Peyton has been trying to play with him more, but ends up knocking him over. Not too cool with our hardwood floors. It was much better outside.
Peyton has been wanting to hold Jackson lately too, and he is always holding his hand. Especially when we are in the car.
Poor Peyton got stung by a mosquito right between the eyes while we were outside!