Our little guy is just FULL of personality. I swear he's changed this week. He is no longer a baby. Well, he sort of is. But he's also this walking, talking, signing, screaming, opinionated, little person. He LOVES being in the kitchen with me.
The oven mitts go in the second drawer from the bottom, so it's right at his level. They're usually somewhere in the living room or play room. Or kitchen floor.
When Zeke was still in utero, Jacqui found this costume and gave it to us. He is NOT a fan. Plus it's a little small. It was just hilarious watching Reggie. Apparently he likes having another doggie around.
He did NOT like the hood, but it was the cutest part.
So today, I was letting Zeke feed himself. I wasn't supervising, because it takes FOREVER. He just coats the spoon, and licks like half of it off, and then 20 seconds later tries again. Well, I heard him start crying suddenly. Apparently yogurt in the eyes doesn't feel good.
Is it terrible that I was cracking up. There was a thin coating of yogurt on EVERY surface that he could reach. I'm not sure where this all went wrong. Last time I checked, he was doing ok.
3 comments:
oh my gosh, i am learning to dread yogurt! ha. norah loves it too, and it is such great finger paint!!! awesome.
cute little doggie, even with the sad face!
you are getting soooo close to #2!!! crazy. have you decided on a name yet?
I just saw a pic of your prego belly from Kristins camera!!! So cute!!! Its crazy how early these little babies of ours show their personalities!
This looks like a no-good-very-bad day montage. Bless his little heart.
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