Thirty pounds and sixteen months later, we have a walker. Go Trey!

Today was a good day for CJ. Reasons being are:

1. He got to clean out the garage. This meant breaking down cardboard boxes for the recycling bin (or in our case bins, plural) and composting dead grass and leaves.

2. He finally found some save the earth shirts in his size. We've been looking everywhere and he's been begging me for one - even if it's a women's XL. He picked out two shirts, one that says, "Recycle, recycle, recycle" and the other one that says, "The earth is my friend."

3. As if he wasn't in complete euphoria then, he glanced over and found a hat WITH A RECYCLE SIGN ON IT. It's brown. It's pure recycle awesomeness and he hasn't taken it off (except for a brief moment to crouch down to the ground in the parking lot where he took it off to get a closer look at a still-burning "smokerette" as he called it).

4. Then at bedtime a few minutes ago we were reading this story out of The Friend and he got very serious and said, "Mom, if I'm ever with my friends and they want to play a video game with like wolves or Sasquatches in it, I will pray to Heavenly Father that you'll come get me and then I'll come home and sit on the big chair and you'll just turn on Franklin or Caillou for me and we'll all be happy."  Oh I love this little boy!

The other morning CJ crawled in bed with me, snuggled up and, after a moment of silence followed by a large sigh said, "I just love boobies."

A lovely new patio set (and outdoor pillows) for Mother's Day until Mac got to it.

When CJ isn't busy recycling or touching the neighbors' trash (Mom, they have shrimp in their garbage can!), his new love is cracking eggs. So we make cookies at least once a week.

Trey found CJ's worm collection and tried to eat it.