Stuck in the toy basket. I actually had to go get him out. After I took pictures, of course.

Pearl kept dropping her toy (A-fer-rican Gator) in Evan's lap and he would just look at her like, "Really? You want to play with me? What's the catch?"

Enjoying the kazoo mallet at playgroup.

Chasing his shadow. No, really. He walked about 25 yards after it.

Trying on Daddy's shades.
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