I really wanted J to visit the Bunny this year. He was so funny because he knew he wanted to ask him for scissors. Why? Well, we think because Grandpa P taught him "rock, paper, scissors" while waiting for our seats at Outback.
At least we hope, as J announced "I want to cut you Mommy!" with all the exuberance of a 3-year-old.
And I should note, he has had a blast cutting, cutting, and more cutting of construction paper the Bunny brought to encourage proper cutting.
Afterwards, we had to go shopping for Mr. M's birthday gift. On the way, J spotted this, and could not wait to try it. He has zero fear. And yet, was totally fearful. He was adamant he wanted to do it, so I was excited to see he just cleared the weight. He waited his turn behind my legs watching the girl before him, but so excited he didn't want to skip his turn.
And he jumped with the biggest smile the entire time...
but he was also ready, when his turn was completed...
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