We took the boys on a train ride through Queens Park in Maryborough last week. Liam got a stamp on his hand that he couldn't stop staring at. He wouldn't let me wash his hands because he didn't want it to wash off.
I have since penned on another one which he has named "Thomas" (yeah, original I know!) and that one is fading too. So he has asked for another, but this time in red pen. I love that he is easily pleased.
And while I am talking about my #1 Son, he has accomplished the toilet. Yay, finally. Actually, it only took 2 days with only 3 accidents all up (including a poo-filled pair of undies . . . g.r.o.s.s.). He doesn't even wet his nappy at night. So we can now save some serious dollars and decrease our carbon footprint a tad . . . yippeee.