Just a few short years ago he was starting preschool…
Now he’s gone and graduated…
And someone else is wearing his old clothes (and dropping a cookie on the ground)…
Our cautious little guy has finally decided to take a few steps.
We made an afternoon trip to the Pumpkin Patch today. Neither was very interested in having his picture taken. The big one wanted to run around and the little one wanted to eat leaves.
The little guy turned eight months old this past week. He’s rolling, scooting, sitting, vocal about eating, and so very cuddly.
We had a bunch of firsts over the weekend.
MonkeyBoyToo enjoyed his first time in the swings. MonkeyBoy enjoyed having a swinging partner.
Chick-Fil-A was offering free meals to those who dressed up as cows and MonkeyMan had to work late, so I dressed MonkeyBoyToo in white with black spots and MonkeyBoy in black with white [...]
Yesterday I took MonkeyBoy swimming. I told him to watch me underwater and I did *one* somersault. That’s apparently all the instruction he needed.
Not to be outdone, MonkeyBoyToo mastered the game of peek-a-boo and perfected the important skill of pulling a blanket off of himself.
Taken on time, but it took me a month to download images from the photo card.