If you look really closely, you can see that I'm pondering......something.....like, how can I get them to give me 5 ounces at EVERY feeding.......and how do I get out of my next nap.....and when will Mommy stop writing what she THINKS I'm saying, and let me write this darn blog for myself?!
So maybe babies don't really have eyebrows until they're about my age.....doesn't mean I can't raise 'em at you.....even if you can barely see them, the sentiment is the same people.....
You're so inquisitive, exploring every inch of your world....and from a new perspective now, boosting yourself up big and strong, on your belly like a pro!
I love the way your face lights up when you laugh....
and the way your eyes open big and wide when you're taking everything in....
Sometimes your eyes ask me a question.....
and yes, I love your wrinkly baby arms.....and even though you're far less wrinkly than when you were born (I so remember your wrinkly knees and elbows that were just waiting for you to grow into them!)......
and then your forehead gets a little wrinkly....
and your smile turns shy, and you give me your sweet baby grin.....
and I know that you are the absolute sunshine of my life......
You know how to use your hands now, and they are like your window to the world. I am still taken by surprise as I'm holding you against my chest and you snuggle into my neck....and I feel your tiny hand reaching behind me and grabbing my ponytail. Or dancing on my shoulder. You clasp the front of my shirt when I rock you, staking your claim. You reach up to grab my arm when I'm changing your diaper. And every time your tiny little palm dances across my hand, I am blown away by how soft and strong you are, all at the same time.
Fall is here (well, sort of....it's still about 90 degrees here in our little East Bay neighborhood). But according to Starbucks, Fall is here. They have Pumpkin Spice Lattes back on the menu. So Max decided to pose in a very Fall-like outfit as his little way of welcoming in falling leaves, Halloween, the holiday season, and good Starbucks drinks.
Anybody who wants a decaf triple pumpkin spice latte with whipped cream and extra spice on top, raise your hand.....
But I wore my special bib, just to warn him that I'm a bit of a drooly boy....
But my Pop-Pop didn't seem to mind. He gave me lots of kisses anyway!
Hi Pauline! This picture is for you! Wish you were here so that I could give you a drooly kiss too!
Daddy AND Pop-Pop just love kissing me! That's a lot of Simon love!
That Pop-Pop.....he sure makes me laugh!
