Tunneling and Dancing

I have three pictures to share today of Cade Michael. It's so much fun watching him play!

Cade the Caterpillar

                                     Now a gopher?

 And this last picture I went back and took the day after the story that goes with it:
          Each day when it's time for us to pick up Isa from school, it's a toss up as to whether getting us all into the car is going to go smoothly or whether we'll end up being late. Well, we've never actually arrived after the dismissal bell, but the "premium" parking places can all be taken so that we can't just stay in the car and open the door for Isa. On one of the not-so-smoothe days recently, when I told Cade that it was time to get shoes on, he turned on the "three-year-old" whine and kept stalling. When he knew we were about to go out the door, he screamed that he couldn't find any shoes. I told him to just wear the black ones in his closet.  He threw his hands up and then down in total frustration, and said in his most do-I-really-need-to-explain-this-to-you? voice, "Gramma, I CAN'T wear those. They're my dancing shoes!"
LOL!! (He went barefoot....)

Cade's dancing shoes