He sits up on the second or third step and just tells us all how it's going to go. Now that he can get himself up and down he thinks he is big stuff.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
skip to main |
skip to sidebar
About Me
- Heather
- Wife to my hunk, mama to my monkeys and friends to my groovy peeps.
Followers
Blog Archive
-
▼
2011
(120)
-
▼
April
(23)
- Day Eighty.....My Ladies
- Day Seventy One-Seventy Nine...Oops
- Day Seventy....Senor One Sock
- Day Sixty Nine...Pink
- Day Sixty Eight....Cup Cake
- Day Sixty Seven.....Shadow Friend
- Day Sixty Six...Favorites
- Day Sixty Five...Trooper
- Day Sixty Four...His perch
- Day Sixty Three.....Big kids
- Day Sixty Two..Success
- Day Sixty One...I should
- Day Sixty...Waiting on daddy
- Day Fifty Nine...Blah
- Day Fifty Eight.....Excited
- Day Fifty Seven...Socks
- Day Fifty Six..Mish Mash of stuff that made me smi...
- Day Fifty Five...Just a normal morning
- Day Fifty Four....Keeping up with blogs
- Day Fifty Three.....Delish
- Day Fifty Two..The Night Night Chair
- Day Fifty One.....Babyzilla
- Day Fifty...Buzz
-
▼
April
(23)
Powered by Blogger.
oh he is big stuff... no question... just look at that face for crying out loud...
ReplyDelete