Lately North has been asking for a books while we are driving in the car. Sometimes he reads them, sometimes he does this. On this particular trip, he used the book to block the sun (all his own idea, I add) then fell asleep.
A butterfly found itself inside our house recently. North explored it for a while then was devastated when we released (ok, it was Mama who was the "bad guy", Reed was fine with North's continuous insect torture!) the butterfly outside.
Sky "airing out." He loves to wiggle around!