Crawling is so over. We haven't even seen a hint of a crawl in about a week and a half. Pictures of a moving target are hard to come by. Walking brings with it some, or should I say quite a few, mishaps. Benton's lip was the victim this time.
Don't let this innocent little face fool you. Mostly the victim of Benton's walking has been my house. It's been a chore to pick up after a running boy. Two hands a are a lot more busy than the one handed crawl while the other one carries a treasure. I've been finding his collections in strange places. Egg shakers amongst my shoes, cars by my bathtub, monkeys in a barrel in the shower, the list could go on and on. And I LOVE it! There's time to have a clean house later, right? I'm still not sure how I convinced him to sit for these pictures...he must have been catching his breath before he decided to unroll the toilet paper or dump out his trash.
4 comments:
o, i could eat that benton boy with a spoon!
what a fun and busy age he's at! i can't get enough of that little head bob as his chubby little legs chase his bossy cousin around.
we can't wait to spend the day together on thursday!
Precious boy!
Love Nana
Looks like your getting along with the new lens well!
I just love that little Benton Boy!
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