I think he likes his new bike.

Yep, he's definitely my boy. He helped me put together his new bike the other night. He swung the screwdriver around and tried to get at the hammer. You can see i tucked it under the couch cushion so he wouldn't get to it. This picture was taken mere seconds after i put him on it for the first time.
AHA Zach! It's my bike and you can't have it!

There is this older boy at his daycare (probably 2.5 or so) who, everyday when we come into daycare, says "Baby can't have my _______!" Usually it's his muffin, his shoes , his mommy, his whatever, the list goes on. Miss Kathleen has several of these bikes, but the older guys usually get them and tell the babies that they can't have them, and Miss Kathleen probably doesn't let the little guys get on them when they are outside, so I think he was amazed that all those pieces from the box turned into a bike of his very own. Thanks Lee and Jim! He loves it.
Say Cheese!
All that bike riding has me worn out! i have baba and then fall asleep on mama.
Here is the fam at Mothers Day dinner. two great elements to this photo. First, Can you find Borat in the picture? Hea wasa oura waiter ona this fina occasion. It wasa hisa greatesta pleasure to service the nice mammas thisa evening.
Second is the look on Chris's face because he just got the bill. This was just before we told him that we were going to split it with him. He looked much more relaxed after that.