First of all, 27 weeks as of yesterday. Picture is, again, courtesy of my first-born.

Jess worked like 12 hours today, getting ready for the first auditor visit for the year. So we spent the evening at Grama's house until it was time to pick him up. Paige loves getting to watch tv shows for once, instead of just the same old movies, so she spent most of her time with that. Cason desperately wanted to go outside though, so I went out back with him for a while. He loved running around her yard.
He mostly ignored my requests for him to look at me for a picture.

But not ALWAYS.

He looked for bugs and feathers.

Swept her patio.

Walked along the wall like it was a balance beam, and did some "racing" all alone.
He always says "MARKS!" Although it sounds more like "MOX".

"SET!"

"GO!"

Just hung out some.

And gave me some big wet besos. His kisses usually look like this, with huge puckered lips.

Eventually Paige's show was over, so she and Grama came outside with us.

Paige joined Cason in his races. And by join, I mean completely took over. She kept telling him to sit down until she finished, because it was a "girls only" race. He didn't listen, so they had words, complete with angrily crossed-arms for both parties.

In the end they compromised, by establishing a girl's side and a boy's side.

And all was well.