Before it really got warm (so all of April), the boys' favorite afternoon hang-out was in our sunny front yard, digging in the dirt. (We (and by we, I mean Ed) cut back some shrubs last year in front our house and are still waiting to see if they'll be bouncing back or not, so in the meantime, there's a lovely little dirty patch, perfect for two diggin' boys.)
They dig holes, build mountains. And repeat. And repeat.
Big fans of their new rubber boots. Regardless of the weather or temperature, they wear them. And while Jojo has a 50-50 chance of getting them on the correct feet, 90% of the time they're on wrong.
Actual documentation of the boys being sweet together. The reigning favorite book in our house, Trucks Roll, brings these two together. TJ has it memorized, so he reads it to Jojo, who chimes in with "Trucks Roll" in a low growl at all the appropriate spots.
Jojo does a run-through of his best facial expressions. Still trying to get a video of them. He will often pop them off on demand, which is a big hit with everyone we meet.
Angry eyes (a weak effort):
Happy (also a bit weak):
Pouty lip:
Scared:
Surprised:
He has some amazing eyebrow action.
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