popsicles.

kale's birthday brunch had a surprise musical guest. thanks, uncle hubie.

riley wonders if baby harper might enjoy a tortilla chip.

snacking.

... before moving on to lex and lena's for cupcakes.

... and some hot dogs...

within moments of their arrival, hubie and sarah were whisked off to jesse and lisa's for a rousing game of boccie ball...

birthday ice cream just tastes better.

trust me when i say that's riley (hitting a double) under all that helmet.

kale might be too young for t-ball but you're never too young for safety.

the kids enjoyed a trip to katrina's barber shop where there are popsicles (store bought no less) to eat and trash bags to keep the hair off.

let's go fly a kite indeed.

he knew just what to do with aunt hoolie's present. kale and radish sandwich anyone?

you can never have too much cowbell or giant seedpod on a stick.

what can i say? the chocolate mustaches on a stick lasted just long enough for us to take this picture and then they were devoured.

don't let the nuditaay fool you, that water was cold.

now drop the bat and run to first base.

"t-ball. fall down. me. beach."

quonie action shot.

kale likes to get right in the mix during family day at riley's school.

a couple of old sponges and a spray bottle filled with water and you've got at least an hour's entertainment.

hangin' out with holland, watchin' the noho pride parade.

mommy is the co-coach, kale is the assistant to the co-coach, riley is the t-ball player and mama is the sports photographer.

happy birthday, baby.

um, i mean toddler.

a mama's eye view of the stroller.

sparrow looks a little concerned about this whole situation.

friends and popsicles. delish.

who knew mommy was so hardcore.

first kiddie pooling of the season.

hurray for the return of picnic weather and the birth of baby sparrow (that's him fast asleep at his own party - what a baby).

looks like everyone's enjoying their yard sale loot.

say what you will about the 'roid rage, but you can't argue with the results.