::hammock::

Did I spell hammock right? I'm suddenly having a crisis of spelling confidence...

Anyway, Kris's brother Kelly served an LDS mission in Brazil way back in the day. When he got back he gave us this awesome hammick for Christmas (from how we say it, doesn't hammick look more correct?)
So it's an authentic Brazilian hammock. And I think Kelly and his companions actually slept in these at night sometimes. Is that true Kelly?

In our first house we actually had someplace to hang it. Two nice trees, spaced just right. But Max was too little to really appreciate it. And of course we moved.

(Not my favorite picture of myself, of course, but Max looks cute. And we're enjoying ourselves.)

Kris got the good old hammock out the other day and hung it between our one tree and the deck. I think since we're leaving in a couple of months it'll be ok, but if we were staying any longer the deck railing would be in serious jeopardy. Because Max LOVES the hammock. It's his favorite thing. He spends so much time out there. He blows bubbles from the hammock (much to my chagrin because he spills bottle after bottle of bubble stuff.) He pats Sultan from the hammock. He swings and thinks about 6 yr old boy topics. He swings and wiggles his loose teeth. He swings and eats popsicles. He turns it upside down and pops his head out and pretends to be a bug coming out of a banana.



So basically it's 100% fun 100% of the time out there. And I love it because it gets him out in the sun and the fresh air.
And I'm only worried about him falling on his head about 10 times a day. No big deal.

::sunshine & trikes::

On friday we actually had some sunshine. It feels like a long time since we've seen the sun out here, and even longer since it hasn't been to cold to enjoy the outdoors for very long.
We took Max's little trike out back so he could play around.

It's way way too small for him. But he still likes to ride it.
Unfortunately there really isn't much room to ride out back. There's not much room to do much except step in dog muck and mud.

There's about three feet of sidewalk. He rides up and down it. He's kind of like a lion pacing up and down in his cage.

He hits the fence and then turns around and goes up and down again. Anybody else think this guy needs a real yard to play in?  And maybe a driveway or something to ride on?

He stayed out there for probably two hours, just riding around and talking to himself.
Sultan likes to hang out with Max outside. He takes a seat in the grass--probably in the muddy part, and watches the action.

He's pretty cute.

He's the king of his yard. Which isn't hard, considering it hardly even counts.

But we appreciate what we've got. It makes us all the more excited for the new place we're going to be moving into on May 1st (we finally found a place, yay!!)--it has a real yard! And a driveway! And it isn't on a busy busy street.
I can think of at least one guy who's really going to enjoy it. 

Sounds good to me too.