Climb On Up

The day wouldn't have been complete if Griffin didn't tackle something new, too. While we were playing on the slide, he looked at me and said, "no shoes!" Once we took them off, he began power climbing up the big slide. He would slide down, climb up, slide down, climb up. He never left the slide. Poor Noah was left pinned at the top with nowhere to go unless he barreled over Griffin (or took the boring ladder).



The rest of these pictures that I took of Griffin today crack me up.

Griffin was holding his hair down in the wind....or was that "should-a had-a v-8"?


Dating myself here, but this is a classic, "wha-chu-talkin'-about, Willis?"
Lindsey, do you even know what that means? :)


Not sure what this face is, but I just want to eat his little dimple.


And the last one....looks like he's wearing "kissing stick" lip gloss. Probably had to be in junior high in the mid-80's to have had this one in your purse. Wish I still had a tube. :)