Bears has really gotten into dressing himself lately. Yesterday he insisted on throwing on a jacket before leaving the house to go out in the chilly 85 degree weather. Hood and all. He kept it on for a good five minutes too which was longer than I'd predicted. I guess he just really wanted to look cool...
...or maybe just intimidating. If I saw this guy on the streets, there's no way I'd mess with him. He looks intense. Like, black belt intense.
He decided that it was a good day for a bike ride and of course insisted on putting his helmet on immediately for safety. It's so nice that he's finally joined the ranks of countless other toddlers and gotten obsessed with his helmet. He sure used to hate them.
The moment when he's forced to acknowledge that perhaps a jacket wasn't the best choice
He removes the jacket but the realization of his poor choice has left him shaken and he takes a moment for some quiet introspection.
He fully recovered once he got a chance to hug the shiniest, coolest fire hydrant on our block.
...and big trucks. Here he is excitedly saying hello to one as it drives down the street.
We had to stop to smell the roses then it was time to head home. Actually, he couldn't reach high enough to smell this one but he was terribly proud of how gentle he was while touching it. He's pretty hit and miss when it comes to being gentle with flowers. They're just so much fun to mash I guess.
We headed home and he decided that it was time to get dressed in his sports shirt and play with some trucks.
Then we watched the saddest video that the world has ever known
Daddy came home and it was time to piggle about in jammies for a bit before bedtime
