I couldn't resist this sequence of pictures. Old man ender. Even thought its blistering hot outside, at the end of the day zander works in the yard and I force ender out there with him. This kid has dropped his nap. He will sleep, perhaps, once a week for a solid 3 hours, like the good o'l days. So, unapologetically, I'm eager to kick his tush out the door and put him to "work".
*Now, no one snicker or roll their eyes at us when she throws her first temper tantrum and refuses to eat the goodness on her dinner plate or bites her brother... we're enjoying our moment :)