We went camping with three other families from church. This is our campsite.
That's lake Hartwell behind us.
Hanging out at the Vieau's site. We ended eating all our meals at their site. 
Stephanie had the cheese curls all to herself for a few moments.
Daryl bonding with the Vieau's dog, Obadiah. He was scared of "Obbi" at first (especially his barking), but got used to him by the end of the weekend.
As we were leaving to run some errands, I spotted this snake on our front porch. The power company cut down some trees down on the property behind us, and we think this snake migrated to our front yard. Daryl did some research, and it appears to be a baby rattlesnake. Kind of scary, especially with a little one running around. We haven't seen any more of it, and are praying it stays that way.
You can see Little Daryl's and my reflection in the storm door.
Wearing my socks
I was putting little Daryl's clothes away when he left the room. I went to check on him and found him laying on our bed singing to himself. He noticed me before I could snap the picture.
Playing with a toy.
Like the cats, he too likes to sit in boxes.
He has on several occasions managed to get himself caught in the chair. Of course, he can't get out by himself.
Last Sunday I was changing our bedsheets when I saw Little Daryl carrying "Daddy's" shoes. I thought he was taking them to Daddy so Daddy could wear them (he likes to be "helpful"). I was called into the hallway a short time later and he had stepped into Daddy's shoes and was walking around. He was walking in my dad's shoes the day before when we visited them, but I had forgotten the camera. In the picture above, he is either wanting the camera or to be picked up.
Watching TV while waiting for lunch to be ready. (I distracted him by taking his picture)
He loves to blow bubbles, though right now he holds the wand too far away from his mouth to get many bubbles.
Last week I visited a college friend who has a boy Daryl's age. I tried to get a picture of them together, but wasn't able to. The older sisters were putting on a play (which never was really performed) of Peter and the Wolf. We had fun.
Our little one has discovered he can move chairs, stepladders, stools, etc... to aid him in reaching things that used to be out of his reach. Fortunately, he hasn't mastered opening the microwave...yet.
We have these little word magnets on our freezer that I tediously moved to the upper half after finding one in Daryl's mouth several months ago. A few weeks ago, he discovered he could reach the bottom few by standing on his "tippie toes." Now, with the help of his little stool, he can reach even more of them. Thankfully, he isn't as quick to put things in his mouth, and he has plenty of other stuff to get into.
Enjoying some ice cream. The first time he drank the melted part instead of spooning it onto his tray. I thought the mustache was cute.
Another use for Daddy's ice chest
We got a couple of watermelons from our watermelon farmer friends. Daryl loves feeling the outside, but thinks the fruit is too wet and sticky. 
I finally pulled out the pool we got for little Daryl. It took him several minutes to get adjusted to the cool water and sit down in it. 
He had fun filling up and emptying (and sometimes drinking from) an old syrup bottle.
At the Fall's Park (Downtown Greenville) with Mommy and Grandma Stull
Helping Daddy on the computer
He now climbs on the chairs. I just have to keep them away from the table.
He discovered he could make the corner cabinet a fun playhouse. He hasn't gotten in there too much, because I am usually in the way at the kitchen sink.
He really enjoyed his bowl of cookies & cream ice cream. He also enjoyed the bath that followed.
