Yesterday, Emmett discovered house plants. I should have known that he was too quiet. He came around the corner from our dining room with two fists full of dirt and a mud gotee. Did I forget to mention the enormous smile? I wish I'd have thought to grab the camera, but I was shocked and laughing.
He also learned to drink with a straw. It's a new game for him. I think he gets quite a bit of water and then spits it back into the glass. My water is full of cheerio floaties by the time we're done "playing".