Got a hold of a knitting project and undid it (and like a good mommy, I grabbed the camera instead of said project)
Tried to help himself to a drink.
Instead, decided to tear apart a piece of styrofoam with his brother.
Then got distracted by some plastic containers
Made faces at his siblings
Banged on his plated and knocked it on the table 3, 4 or 600 times in a row.
Then it started all over the next morning...
The house was clean when he woke up.
But Black Spidey suits, ponies and Star Wars guns and lightsabers got him back into the swing of tearin' it up.
Boo!
3 comments:
He is adorable!! I love the pictures with the plate, that face is priceless.
Oh gosh, I loved this pictorial essay. This visual time-looks a lot like what goes on in my home with my own little one. If anything, they are repetitive aren't they? This is my first time here and I am enjoying your blog.
Cherish those photos, they grow up so fast, my girls are all adults except one and she's 17 and will be turning 18 this July. ;( I miss them being that young and at that time I was wishing them to grow up fast...thats crazy now that I think about it...photos are something you can always look back at...;)
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