It's been a month of wonders: discovering toilets, walking (and walking and walking, with help), singing back to me sleepily when I sing to him, concentrating on Hard Feats with his tongue perpetually out, vrooming cars like his big brother, eating with gusto, cracking himself up with his own little jokes, getting into scrapes with such skillful clumsiness that it almost seems intentional, being befuddled by chickens, delightedly rocking himself in rocking chairs, giving sloppy open-mouth-tongue-out kisses, and opening and closing doors with reckless abandon.
Here's to more adventures, Little Pilgrim.
** NOTE: Doesn't that stuffed seal have an eerie resemblance to Pippin? Whatever shall we do if he ever grows hair?
And to cap it off, a three-part series that pretty much encapsulates this stage of life.
Oh! I nearly forgot. Here's my Big Baby, who needs a cameo during every photoshoot so he knows I still love him, too.
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