Happy Birthday, Dad!

Yesterday was my dad's birthday, and while he had a hectic day he was able to stop by our house after a dinner party to hang out with us for a while. Little B was so excited to see Grandpa E and toddled over to him the minute he came in the door. What followed was a lot of crawling over my dad, demanding he read books, and knocking him over. From my perspective, they both seemed to have a blast.

I didn't take any pictures last night, but I did the night before so here they are! (These were taken as Baylor explored my parents' living room and spent time with Grandpa E.)

Now that it's colder out, my parents have been turning on their fireplace more and more to heat things up a bit, and my little man has been infinitely fascinated by the whole of it. That said, we - my dad included - have explained to him repeatedly that it is HOT! and should not be touched.

Curious about the fireplace as a whole, he likes to point to aspects of it and waits for you to explain, since he seems to understand that he's not allowed to explore it himself. "These are stones. They are rough!"

Satisfied with the explanations we gave him, Little B moved on to his beloved blocks. Grandpa E would build up beautiful structures, and Baylor would knock them down. What a team!

As the night wound down, it was story time. My dad's lap is one of the only places my son looks consistently small (Dad's not fat or anything ... he's just 6'4" tall and makes most things look smaller).

Dad, we hope you had a wonderful birthday, and we're so looking forward to celebrating with you this weekend once Mom gets home!