As Simon gets older, I keep thinking "this is the most fun he's ever been!" and then he gets a little older, a little more creative & talkative, and I think it again.
Simon and his bib at lunchtime (after his big yellow balloon cake...he didn't eat much lunch)
Clad in just his diaper & bib on his way up for quiet time. Needless to say, after that mega-sugar-dose of cake, he didn't sleep during quiet time either.
Hanging on the bannister...the flash on this photo gleamed off the snot bubble coming out of his right nostril. Am I an irresponsible mother for letting him have refined sugar when he's got a big ol' cold? It's not doing him any favors. But Grandpa only has a birthday once a year, right?
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