this little guy is officially on the move--if he's not crawling on hands and knees, he's pulling himself along army-style. pulling up to stand? check. eating all kinds of solid food? check. giving mama one heart attack after another? double check. we love him all kinds of crazy. especially when he lets us get away with stuff like this:
it doesn't get much sweeter than a baby in a vintage ice cream bucket. we bought the bucket with intent to resell, but i might have a hard time letting go. one day not long from now it will be pretty impossible to believe that any child of mine could have fit into something so tiny. plus it looks good on my shelf.
cheers!
cheers!
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