Sitting on the couch with my hubs, watching the monthly showing of Shooter, I figured that perhaps you might like a glimpse of the sugary sweetness in which I bask on a regular basis.
A couple of points worth mentioning:
- Why is a kitchen chair in the nursery? Well, I needed something on which to sit after Bennett hurled all over me, himself and the recliner the other night. You can assume that I could have removed this chair from the room by now given that I’m recording from the recliner. Leave me alone. I’m a little slow.
- The craziness at the back of Bennett’s head? Yeah, that’s what happens when you rub back and forth against the car seat.
- The pointing? That’s his way of saying, “Do you see me?” I absolutely melt over this, but I’m told that I’ll hope he stops pointing one day.
- The walking? I know. It’s like watching an elephant learn to blow his horn or a bird learning to use his wings… or puppies frolicking in a daisy patch. Super precious. My favorite thing in the world right now.
He turns one in ten days.