June 1st Violet officially turned two.
But she's been acting like she's two or older for quite a while.
She's definitely know her own mind.
And one thing she's decided is
she is too old to wear a bib.I can't blame her. Dad doesn't wear a bib. Mom doesn't wear a bib.
Why should she wear a bib?
Now when I was there in Florida with them I noticed this cause a bit a meal time contention.
Dad wants Violet to wear a bib. Violet doesn't want to wear a bib.
And mom, she just doesn't want a dinner time war.
Here my thoughts...for what they are worth.
Aprons...those are for old people. Old messy people like grampa and me. We wear them all the time. Maybe if Violet's mom would wears one, even if she not as messy as Grampa & me,
then maybe Violet will want to be like us grown up people,
...and wear an apron.
Something kind of cute and fun.
Then maybe everyone will be happy
...and clean.
Violet's dad should wear a coordinating one too...but this gramma couldn't get it done in time. Maybe for his birthday.
and killing bears in the forest.
we picked up Indian take-out and a couple McDonald's hamburgers
And headed to the park.
June 1st Violet officially turned two. 
But she's been acting like she's two or older for quite a while.
Something kind of cute and fun.
Swinging
Exploring
Digging
Rock throwing
just like Grampa.
And even some rock tasting.
Beautiful Evening.
C'mon Greta.
Higher!!!
"Greta, here's my theory..."
Getting that last bit of milk...out of the cereal.
Hi-Ho, Hi-Ho, to the park we go.
Grampa, Did I ever tell you...
"I can't find it..."
"Wait for us"
C'mon Grampa, lets play.
Here's how you do it Grampa...
"Say Cheese..."
Tuckered out.
