This weekend marked a most wonderful occasion...Ian said Mama in reference to me for the first time. I was in the bathroom getting ready this morning and Ian was in our bedroom with Chris. Chris said that Ian leaned over and look out the bedroom door and said "Mama." I could hear him from the bathroom! Yeah! It is finally my turn. Sadly whenever I try to get Ian to say Mama he says Dada instead. Silly little fellow.
I keep telling Ian that he looks like a politician when he smirks like this. Then today he started waving with both hands...it is like he is trying to get elected or something.
Someone is pretty happy playing with his toys. This weekend he started crawling over to the book shelves in the dining room and pulling down books from the shelves. I put his books in the bottom two cubes in the corner, so at least (so far) he is going after his own books.
Oh, Hi there. I am just playing with my toys. Do you want to join me?
What a happy little boy. Ian will giggle up a storm when you tickle him and he is very ticklish especially under his arms.
Random picture of Mason. He actually sat still for a picture for once.
I am gonna get that camera thing Mama and take your picture.
After his bath one day this weekend Ian's hair was crazy and wild. He looked super silly because he was very goofy right then too.
Just imagine the little squeals he was making playing with his lotion bottle. So cute!
Clap, Clap, Clap...Let's Go Wings!
Ian and his blocks. All you have to do is build a tower with his blocks and he will be there in a moment to knock it down.
Me and my boys. (My shirt says "Michigan America's High Five" just in case you care.)
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