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| Well, hello.. |
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| Nate loves playing with his books. :) |
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| Arghhh! |
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| Happy and half naked. |
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| Rock and ROLLS.. |
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| Blue eyes. |
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| Mommy thinks I look like her. |
Sunday, February 26, 2012
Pictures, Pictures.
Thursday, February 23, 2012
Wednesday, February 22, 2012
Tuesday, February 21, 2012
Nate crawling.
He will not crawl on his hands and knees if he is on tile. He loves the tile floor--but he'll only walk on his hands and feet with his butt straight up in the air.
Hello again.
Yeah, yeah, it's been awhile. I stink at blogging. But here are some updates and pictures since the last post.
Mitch is still working hard and going yo school like a champ. I still hang out with Nate monster all day (yes, I call my son Monster). I got to babysit our friend's baby girl for about a month, she's one month younger than Nate. That was an adventure. Nate is really the most chill baby on the block. Well, now Nate is about to be 8 months old and I agreed to let him move into his own room. :( All that means is he's growing up too fast. He's so funny though. He won't cry in the morning for his bottle. He sits up in his crib, looks over his bumpers and talks to me until I wake up. Who wouldn't want to wake up to that every morning? But, I guess it's as good of a time as any to move him to his own room. Also, Nate is officially crawling. Once he finally figured out how to launch off, he was moving. And moving, and moving. It's great. Mufasa isn't too thrilled about it. Every time he gets comfortable, Nate comes out of nowhere and grabs him. Nate is also trying to pull up on things--mostly on Mufasa's head. Nate is eating solids, loves sweet potatoes. I'm trying to think of what other amazing things my totally awesome son can do..he says dadddddaaas. The closest he gets to Mama is babaaa. He thinks all dogs are Mufasas. He loves tags, on anything. Tags on blankets or pillows, the tags on his toys so it always looks like he is chewing on Cookie Monster's butt. He's just a funny kid. Nobody can make him laugh as hard as Mitch can. And everyone needs to get in their car and come visit us ASAP!
Mitch is still working hard and going yo school like a champ. I still hang out with Nate monster all day (yes, I call my son Monster). I got to babysit our friend's baby girl for about a month, she's one month younger than Nate. That was an adventure. Nate is really the most chill baby on the block. Well, now Nate is about to be 8 months old and I agreed to let him move into his own room. :( All that means is he's growing up too fast. He's so funny though. He won't cry in the morning for his bottle. He sits up in his crib, looks over his bumpers and talks to me until I wake up. Who wouldn't want to wake up to that every morning? But, I guess it's as good of a time as any to move him to his own room. Also, Nate is officially crawling. Once he finally figured out how to launch off, he was moving. And moving, and moving. It's great. Mufasa isn't too thrilled about it. Every time he gets comfortable, Nate comes out of nowhere and grabs him. Nate is also trying to pull up on things--mostly on Mufasa's head. Nate is eating solids, loves sweet potatoes. I'm trying to think of what other amazing things my totally awesome son can do..he says dadddddaaas. The closest he gets to Mama is babaaa. He thinks all dogs are Mufasas. He loves tags, on anything. Tags on blankets or pillows, the tags on his toys so it always looks like he is chewing on Cookie Monster's butt. He's just a funny kid. Nobody can make him laugh as hard as Mitch can. And everyone needs to get in their car and come visit us ASAP!
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