Either Elliott is dinner, or we have the most ghetto kiddie pool in town.
Disclaimer: I know that not all of you follow my instagram feed- so for those of you who do, I feel the need to apologize for the oft repeated photos and (ahem) super awesome captions. You should know that when blogging these repeat-shots, I also try to throw in some versions of the event that you haven't seen.
Case in point...
Elliott attempted to use several different techniques to get himself into his soup pot.
And then suddenly... BLAP! With a big splash- he did it.
I actually worried that he might be stuck in it. I mean, look at that back fat squished up against the side. Next time I'm busting out the cupcake. But he felt VERY accomplished, and his cranky teething-in-the-heat attitude? Completely forgotten. Water is like magic for this baby. ♥
P.S. We used a different pot for dinner. ;)