Rockam was down for a nap and we had a touch of spring on Valentine's Day with upper 50-degree weather and warm afternoon sun. 
So, Grammie and I took Stephen out to play on the porch. There were lots of giddy slam dunks in his hoop from Uncle John Wong... 
Some percussion serenades...
Some "I'm sliding down the pole!"
And lots and lots of dirt pouring from one herb pot to the next to the next.
It seemed we might not be able to entice him back inside once he discovered the dirt, but waving an icecream sandwich in his face eventually did the trick.
"I want some more!"
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