Owen was having fun with the blocks, building a fishing pole. Every time we didn't think we could find one more single block, "voila!", one would appear.
He was quite proud of his tattoos. Fred said that he actually had wanted a real one. More to follow...??
There was a roly poly bug in the cup. Quite a catch! Anyway, by the time they left to go home, roly was no where to be found!! Loose in grandma's house?









