Spring, where art thou?

Spring-like days have been few and far, far between this year, and so when the sun peaked out and the thermometer climbed up into the 70s today, we celebrated! A perfect day for the debut of shorts and sweet little baby sun hats

What could be better for a little boy than a yard completely devoid of grass but filled to the brim with dirt, glorious dirty dirt just perfect for scyooping?!?!! Kyle doesn't realize how lucky he is to have a Nana that never throws anything away. See those trucks? They are heavy duty, real metal trucks the Travis used to play with as a little man. I have no idea where Nana keeps all of the stuff she has, but I've learned that she has an endless supply of treasures hoarded stored away, and you just never know when something wonderful is going to appear. It just so happens that another one of these wonderful surprises brought out from storage is responsible for my basement continuously being in this state:

Oh, this may not seem so bad, but this is just the beginning. The choo-choos and tracks have just been liberated from their storage container and the state of this room within 30 minutes is far too shocking to share with you today.

With Emily supervising, Papa came over to help Travis hang the shutters on the front windows.

The next project for the two Mr. Livesays to tackle? A big, beautiful porch across the front of the house, I can't wait!

Being so cute is truly taxing work, isn't it Emmie? See that Newcastle on the step? Having learned a lesson from when Kyle was 1 we are determined to postpone Emily's introduction to the warm weather beverage of choice on Livesay Lane, as having too many pictures like this floating around just wouldn't be good for our reputation: