Last Sunday morning Jack and I snuck out of the house and went blueberry picking and blueberry eating. No time for pictures, there were too many blueberries to be picked!


After that, we got out the paints.

A quiet morning of painting.

Okay, finger painting, no big deal.

Oops. Got some on his stomach. Well, it's washable.

Gone for a second.... I think we all know by now where this is going....










Why? Why is it so much fun to paint your whole body?