Wednesday, February 26, 2014
Sunday, December 22, 2013
:: Smacks his lips when giving kisses
:: Mimics what other people are doing
:: When listening to music, he kicks his feet, claps his hands and bobs his head wholeheartedly
:: Stands all on his own
:: Weighs 26 pounds
:: Officially all grown out of 18-month clothing
:: Plays peek-a-boo
:: On the go. Constantly.
:: Still excessively cuddly, unless he has something to do, places to go, or people to see.
:: Has an ever-growing vocabulary consisting of Mom, Dad, Joochy-jooch (Jimmy), N'ston (Winston),Tia, Ta (Tabby), Wh'zuuuuuuuup? Wh'saaaaaaaat? Ba (bye, accompanied with earnest waving)...
Saturday, November 30, 2013
I'm grateful for Christmas and traditions and Christmas trees and ornaments and festive festivities and the end of November and a gazillion gratitudes I can't possibly fit them into one month of lame mobile photos and stuff. I really am. But at the moment I'm mostly just grateful that my weird obsession and happy therapy is relatively safe and creative. Snowflake, anyone?