Connor went through a faze where he was obsessed with wearing this backpack dog (until he found out the true purpose of it, ha, now he hates it).Clark was still in Haiti at this time and he really wanted to wear Dada's hat. So he walked around the house for awhile like this.
He's a little climber. Emptied all the shoes (really threw them off), then climed up and started swinging at the wall.
Just being silly.
He loves playing the keyboard, especially hitting all the buttons so the lights turn on and it plays by itself.
Connor is still obsessed with cars. I bought a toy bus, and he came home and insisted on going to bed with it that night. Then everywhere we went for the next week, he had to have it with him. He would get down on the ground and drive it everywhere. Needless to say, it took hours getting anywhere.
Occasionally Connor insists Dada play cars with him. So he gets all his cars and sits on Clark's lap and they go to town. There are always lots of sound effects as well. Cars even have to join him for breakfast on occasion.
Having a snack, in a box.
Occasionally I let Connor drive the car. He gets SOOOO happy.
His feet are so fat and big. I took him out of bed one morning and discovered two toes poking out.
Clark is passed out, and Connor is riding him while eating a tortilla. It was pretty funny.
My little stow away I found hiding.
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