Day 142

Awwww. Good morning.

Yup. That's him.

Shenanigans on the changing table.

He's finished now.

That's certainly one way to suck his thumb.

Ready for bed with one of my hairs in his mouth. Gross.

"This is all she'll feed me, Daddy. I'm starving! Guess I'll go to bed on an empty stomach. Goodnight."

Day 141

I admit, today was a sucky day for picture taking. My battery died then I forgot about it, blah, blah, blah... So just enjoy these:

Little tough guy barfed everywhere.

This is a 12 month size shirt I tried on him. And it fits. He's getting too big :(

 He was happy to get his PJs on and go to bed. He was very, very sleepy. Yay!

"Night night, Daddy."

Day 140

How can that face not just brighten up your morning?

Making faces at me.

Here he is sitting up like a big boy on the couch (his back is not touching the couch). All he needs is some give for his butt and he sits up wonderfully. Put him on a hard surface and he topples over. I think his butt must be too round. I have no idea where he gets that. <<rolls eyes>>

Now he's leaned back. Enough of the work, he's ready to relax.

I was getting him ready for be and all he wanted to do was talk on the phone. You know, I didn't have my own phone when I was his age...

"Daddy, I don't think they had phones when Mama was my age. Goodnight."

Day 139

He had a lot to say today. In a very LOUD voice.

Peace.

It looks like he lost a leg.

Serious Colby.

And kicking Steele in the head.

Just hanging out before bed.

"Night night, Daddy."

Day 138

Wow, today was a busy day. Baking and cleaning and packing up to go spend the night at Grandma and Grandpa's house. In the midst of the chaos I apparently forgot to feed the cats. They left a subtle reminder.

"Whoa! I have nothing to grab on to!"

And I needed to have proof that Grandpa was not just milking this whole knee surgery thing.

Getting in a little exercise before we go and play trivia.

He was a very good boy this evening with no major outbursts. Yay.

Starting to get sleepy.

He was on the verge of sleep but still blowing spit bubbles and chattering away.

"Goodnight, Daddy. This trivia thing is B.O.R.I.N.G."

Day 137

Guess who thinks he is too big for his bouncer?

Yup. Sitting up in it like he's just going to get up and walk away.

DROOL!

He sat in his walker for the first time today. He's not sure what to think of it.

Giraffe photobomb!

So, Colby's newest "thing" is to blow spit bubbles. Constantly. Whilst joyfully screaming at the top of his lungs. It's pretty funny.

At least he's not making the toothless old man faces anymore. Right?

He was one sleepy boy tonight. For once, he wanted to go to bed before me! Yay!

"I have my finger in my eye. I am THAT tired. Goodnight, Daddy."