
We all sang Happy Birthday multiple times to her and she got some extra goodies. Which then made Zane ask for cupcakes for dinner. Instead, much to Molly's delight, we had tuna sandwiches :)
Zane helped us battle the dandelions in the yard this weekend, and he insisted on wearing one of my "glubs."

He also managed to climb into our tree all by himself, and then got stuck even though he wasn't really far from the ground:

We hung out at the playground for a while too, checking out the bumblebees, driving the cars around, swinging, and of course, playing in the sand. Even with two shovels, he opted for filling the dump truck by hand:

The only thing that got him more excited was cooking, which was handy when we had to convince him to come inside. Zane can make a mean scrambled egg, mashed potatoes (even though he is still boycotting potatoes in all forms), stirs "rabioli" into spaghetti sauce, and even helped to "spin" the tuna salad tonight. Now when you ask if he wants to make something, he runs to get one of his chairs to stand on at the counter. He's become much more demanding though ("No, Mama! Hands off! I'm spinning it!"), and makes sure I know my place as his sous chef. :)
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