Cloudy Day Up North

The boys and I drove up north yesterday to spend the weekend at my parents' house. Max crashed a few minutes into the drive and slept all the way there. That means that the drive was perfection (that's for all of my fellow Friends fans)! Liam watched his new Jungle Book movie and behaved nicely as well. My dad was the only one home when we arrived, as it was Thursday and grandma was still at work. She's at work again today, so the boys and I are entertaining ourselves as best we can! We took a walk looking for "boomers and fishing poles" (sticks that can be either/or according to Liam's mood) and wheeled Max around the yard.

We wandered around for awhile, me stopping to take a picture every now and then and Liam poking things with sticks. I spent a few minutes trying to get the focus right on this one:

and Max saw this as his opportunity to jump out of the stroller, grab a twig and jump back in before I noticed. That is my only explanation for how he got this dead flower in his hand and then in his mouth without my knowledge...

He looks so innocent, too...

I'm on to you, buddy. Your "I'm an adorable little bear cub" routine won't work on me...