This is one of my favorite pictures. I like that the dogs are there, and Ian's face is classic. His onesie is totally brown on the front. He hasn't had the chance to sit in the grass too much - and boy is that green grass. We're way over the "normal" levels for rainfall this year. Our lawn is benefiting from it, and I have to admit I love thunderstorms.
Great Aunt Brenda bought Ian this tunnel for Christmas and he can scootch his way through it. It's a really cool thing.
John was working on school work and I was working on cleaning out the pantry. Don't ask how much tea we have. Ian was trying to be helpful, if you can define helpful by eating tags and plastic and crawling all over me. Look at his muscely little arms.
This face always reminds me of Adeline, and I'm pretty sure Isaac did it too. His little scrunched up nose. He has one baby tooth. We found some gluten free cereal and tonight he ate some all by himself. I think he's going through a little independence stage with the eating. He wants to hold his own spoon and he has no clue how to operate a spoon. He also likes to hold a cup with water, but he can't figure out how to drink out of a sippy cup, so we give him cups with no lid and he drinks water for about 30 seconds, then the entire cup is dumped all over. You live and learn I guess.
Our handsome man in the grass. We weighed him and think he's almost 20 lbs. He's right in the 50th percentile on weight. We don't know how long he is, but I'd guess he's growing right along the 50th percentile on that as well. His little peanut head seems to be keeping its steady 25th percentile cuteness. Tomorrow we're going to Cheyenne to see my Grandma Blough. I tried to convince Brooke that Grandma would be there to visit her cowboy boyfriend she met on-line, but Brooke didn't buy it. When I told G-ma that tonight she laughed. She's traveling with old people, and Cheyenne is a stop on the way. It's only 1.5 - 2 hours from our house so Ian and I will go and pick up Grammy in Fort Collins and go on our way to Cheyenne. John has class so he won't be coming. We generally try to stay in after 7 pm, but we'll make an exception for Great Grandma B. We'll have pictures of that later.