Andrew’s a sweet little guy with a new-found disposition to erupt when things don’t go his way. That’s right, my little 17 month old has discovered the tantrum. He thrashes his little legs into oblivion when I pick him up out of the bathroom or kitchen, both places he’s not allowed. He yells his little heart to pieces when I take away something he’s not supposed to have. It’s sad, yes, but such is life and I think a few boundaries are a-okay. He’s really cute, though. Especially when he hugs things. Or when he pretends he’s talking on the phone. Orrrr when he sings in the car then gets oh-so-bashful when I look back at him.
it’s actually the 301st day of 2009.
sigh. He’s really adorable.
thank you!:)
what beautiful boy!!
thank you!
i love his hair!
i keep going back and forth on the trimming issue. I love the front, but the back is kinda eehhh. it gets really matted! I guess I have to start bathing him more often.;)
Pretty Baby! :) He is so cute.
You must be a wonderful momma. ;)
thank you!
and I’m OK, I guess. I go nuts sometimes.;)