Ball. Ball. Ball.

This is what we hear on a daily basis. Carter yells it when he sees something round. Carter says it when he first wakes up. Carter says it in his sleep. It's basically on repeat.... ball. ball. ball. ball. So, logically, the best thing to do is surround him with lots of balls, right? Right.

My sweet mother-in-law ordered Carter a new Dinosaur Ball Pit. It came in yesterday and HE LOVES IT. The great thing about this wonderful ball pit, is that it travels! You throw all the balls in it, zip it up, and take it anywhere you want to go. It's also great because you can just throw it in a closet when you are cleaning have visitors and the balls won't fall out everywhere. Sweet.

I took a few pictures of Carter playing with it yesterday...
How many of the balls can you fit in your mouth, bud?

Classic Carter face...Love this one...

Now, what I really should've taken a picture of, was my family room after about 10 minutes. I don't think there was a single ball left in Mr. Dino. This should be fun...