brown-eyed baby boy

This baby of ours is growing up entirely too quickly. I can't stand it.

He is recklessly busy.

I spend his nap time running (I'm talking a heels-kicking-up-behind-me kind of sprint) to get things done.

Because once he is awake...

But I'm not complaining. There is nothing better than squeezing, smooching, playing, and cleaning up after this little dude.

Some of his favorite things lately:

• reading books
• kicking balls (with his left foot only)
• saying hi and bye to everyone, especially the G's bus
• climbing to the tippy top of anything available
• emptying drawers
• pretend cooking in the kitchen with me
• walking the halls at church on Sunday (4 weeks until nursery, HALLELUJAH!)
• Using his signs - this is recent. We have tried for a long time to get him to sign and in just the last couple of weeks he has begun using his fat little hands to tell us what he wants.
• mimicking behaviors- like the time I found him inside the running shower, fully clothed, using the squee gee on the shower door. Which reminds me...
• turning on faucets

He follows me around everywhere, which I love (usually).

He splashes in the toilet.

He has our entire family wrapped around his adorable finger.

He leaves a trail of baby destruction in his wake.

All. Day. Long.