It was quite the game

Ourone-year old grandson somehow ended up in this box with a toy train car. (While I may have put him in here as an ersatz playpen, more than likely he communicated to me that he wanted to get in the box.) In any case, it became a game of him tossing the toy train car out of the box and me tossing it back in. Again. And again. And again… With a big smile each time.

Sliding doors removed from shower/bath tub #2 today.

Looking back
1 year ago: “Sleeping baby…” (same child, a year earlier as a newborn!)
2 years ago: “Hands…”
3 years ago: “Grandma’s back!”
4 years ago: “Ubiquitous, deconstructed: ‘Enjoy’”
5 years ago: “Brushfoot”
6 years ago: “Another airport run”
7 years ago: “Caterpillar close-up”
8 years ago: “Father & daughter” (Alas, the marriage was dissolved last year…)
9 years ago: “Fall colors not here yet”
10 years ago: “Desperation while there's still light outside!”

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