wild hair

Before Nash's haircut.

Today while Nash is napping I am dunking oreos in milk and trying to relax. Nash gets into everything. Not really more than before he was walking. He was good at getting into everything before too. Especially lately it seems like he wants to play with anything that isn't a toy. And he's also screeching a lot. Loudly. At home. In Ukrops. In his stroller. Out to eat. I'm fatigued. I better get some more oreos. They're definitely helping.

Little chef

Makin gumbo!

 

Nash has some news...

New Post!

I'm a chubber.


This is me practicing kisses.


Here I am with a crocodile grin showing off my molars!

Imperial Walker

(Daddy's first post...)

So, Mommy bragged to Daddy that I walked a whole seven steps today while he was hard at work. Then, while Mommy was out doing some much deserved shopping, me and Daddy got down to work. Before Mommy knew it, I was goin' back an' forth, an' back an' forth, an' back an' forth. I...LOVE...the remote control. I will follow it to the end of the earth. I will not waiver (much). I will not sway (much). I will chase it. My resolve is steeled.

Oh, and by the way, I can totally walk.