Pizza and Helmet Silliness

Our fridge stopped working over a week ago, so we have been living out of a mini fridge since then...which means daily trips to the grocery store. Instead of meals off the weekly menu, at around 5 p.m. we start asking, "Hmmm, what should we have tonight?" Last night we decided on homemade pizza - one of Nate's specialties. Henry and Walter couldn't wait to help with the crust and adding (or eating) the toppings and cheese.


Henry is getting ready to graduate to a bike with pedals so we picked up a helmet today. Henry doesn't want to wear it, but Walter does which brought on a bought of silliness:


Making faces...
(Henry had a little run-in with a rather large tree at the park this week. He got pretty scratched up, but was good-natured about it. He...okay, I admit it...We couldn't help but chuckle about it as he sat on the tree roots, gingerly rubbing the left side of his face. As you can see, his wounds are healing.)


And a smile


With that, I am officially caught up on pictures!