First Birthday, I have no idea where all that cake went.
The earlier he wakes up the more he likes his xylophone.
He has decided that everything tastes better if he feeds himself; good with cheerios, not so good with applesauce.
The Chicken Pox have definitely lowered the average daily rumpus level.
For someone who is so happy eating dirt, he has a lot of opinions.
he seems to think that if one raisin is good, cramming twenty into his mouth can only be better.
Watching La Jetee this morning seems to have hurt his brain.
the water was too cold at the beach but the sand was delicious.
The number of places carrot sticks can wind up is amazing.
He has now quite systematically sampled every plant in the yard.