I love being outside more than ever before. Maybe it's the fresh air, or maybe it's knowing that Colson will play on his own for five minutes and I can wash some dishes in peace. Whatever it is, I'm loving it.
Seriously? Could he be cuter? I just want to squeeze him.
Rory is desperately trying to get away from Colson, and he thinks it's a wonderful game of chase. And Mommy lets Rory get chased so she can sit down by herself for a moment.
New scooter, or as Colson calls it, "cooter." He doesn't say the "s" sound at the beginning of words, so we hear a lot of "top," (stop), "I'm tuck," (stuck) and "ky." (sky) I'll be sad when he starts saying things correctly.
I love watching him get more confident on his tricycle.
As I watched him go down the sidewalk, I thought, "Someday he really will be heading away from me and not coming back." And then I wanted to cry, so I stopped thinking that and told him to turn around.
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Love the picture of him on the tricycle with his sunglasses on....too cool! Too adorable!
Awwwee love those moments when those thoughts pop into our heads! Enjoy each moment!
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