
Clark has discovered the joy of spinning the wheels of the lawnmover. Notice the toothbrush, still in hand. He nearly always carries it with his left hand. Does that mean he'll be right handed?

He's got quite the personality, this little guy. I love his outfit today, though. Grandma Lona got it for him and it's too cute!

Much to Clark's delight, it started to rain while we were out on the porch this morning. I wish you could all hear the laughing. He was so excited. He loves water. Loves to drink it. Loves to play in it. Especially when it falls out of nowhere!

He turned around to run (well, walk fast...sort of a scamper, really) over to the other side of the porch where the rain was coming off of the roof harder. He's not stupid. He knows where the action is! And no, the toothbrush never leaves his hand.

Couldn't resist the plumber butt shot. Oh boy did we have ourselves one soaked little sweetie after this! Oh well, two cute outfits in a day are better than one!!! And by the way, please don't judge me for my weeds! Yardwork is not my thing.
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