Mr. Bucket Head...Carter still loves his Easter bucket that he got from one of the Easter egg hunts that he went to. This morning he would dump all of the plastic eggs out and put it on his head. He would wait for me to say where is Carter? and then he would take it off. It was so funny! 


Again with the bucket, and this time with his drum. The other day, he drug both of these things around all morning, following me wherever I went. He would stop every once in a while and put items in each thing.


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