It’s Friday. My mind’s jumbled. The list is long. I’m impatient. So, randomness is the result.
Pooped. That’s what this boy was. But I had some things that had to get done, so he made due by sleeping away in the cart. Thank goodness for the boy inheriting his mother’s sleeping abilities.
Apparently powdered creamer is better than sand. The boy is fast when it comes to making messes.
Two peas in a pod. Or two good looking boys on a couch. Cooper’s looking a lot like his daddy.
My “baby” is looking and acting more like a “kid” every day. He wasn’t to happy with being in the car the other day, so I handed him an apple thinking that the new object would keep him entertained for a while. I didn’t think he’d dig in and eat it whole! Apples are now one of his favorite things to eat, but only if you give it to him whole – apparently sliced apples are for babies, not big kids.
Our wonderful daycare lady sends me photos and videos of the boys while I’m at work. I, we, adore her!
Coop Man playing away in the exer-saucer thing-a-ma-jig. He’s a talker, let me tell ya. Jibber-jabber central. He definitely takes after his daddy.
Check out the rolls on Coop’s legs (two photos above) and his cheeks and chins (above). His 3 month weigh-in had him at 18 pounds, 4 ounces. That 4 month old, 17 pounder, that was denied for health insurance for being obese has nothing on this chub. Love the chub.