Grabby Hands

Archer says Mary Tighe has grabby hands.  She does.  We are at the stage where everything and anything has to go into her mouth.  She grabs Archer's hair.  She grabs Archer's scissors.  She grabs my hair.  She grabs paper, she loves to grab paper and just stuff it in her mouth or suck on it until it turns to mush.  Mary Tighe can also be the grabby hands monster and tear apart puzzles, rip apart books or magazines and try to crawl over Archer, much to his delight.  I hope he keeps up this tolerant behavior of his sister's antics.

Best Friend Train and The Wonder Pants

The neighborhood is nice this time of year.  We are trying to walk more especially since we get to go to the beach and I have to get into a bikini next month.  Archer is working on his walking stamina.  We like to sing and talk and play when we walk.  One of his newest games is the best friend train.  I get to be his best friend train and follow him all around the sidewalk.  Sometimes we get to hold wheels when get tired. It's fun.  Just a good memory and phrase that he uses.

Archer is also enjoying the Wonder Pets show.  Except he calls it the Wonder Pants.  Just a byproduct of potty training I suppose.

Archer's favorite construction wonder pants are in the picture above.