Me say: Trouble'sa brewin'

See this ridculously cute little boy? He's going to be trouble. How do I know?

He is funny about sleep. He has started fussing at nap time cuz he only likes to be in a bed. (or the car seat if we're on the go.) When he sleeps by me to nap- he's RIGHT there...a snugly, and here's how sleeping in his own bed goes...

He already puts up a battle royale to get a taste of food. The other day I let him lick my vanilla ice cream- bad idea. He's a little begger, which may turn out to be a little thief in the upcoming months. And no, grandparents and great grandparents, he doesn't get all he begs for! (by the way I think begging for soda is in the blood!)

I get this charming smile when he gets into something...

How he got the socks out of the basket- I have know idea... no one else was home but the two of us! And apparently... socks are guuuddde!

No matter how I lay him in the living room, he always ends up facing the boob tube. That's bad I know- but how can I stop it? If I turn the TV off, I can't get anything done...he scoots so fast! (by the way he's trying to crawl...) I have to watch him like a hawk already... he LOOKS too little to be mischiefy, but looks are deceiving.

And lastly... he's just funny. I was doing yoga and he weasled me off the mat... to sleep. I don't have a pic, but yesterday I gave him a bottle (he can hold them now) and he inched the blanket that was on him to prop the bottle so he didn't have to hold it...

I'm sorry. I know I'm becoming 'one of THOSE moms' but I really haven't been up to much else. Little is my life!

OH! We did take him on his first campout. It rained. It was windy. He was a real trooper and never cried or got upset, he was happy as could be in the tent with daddy even with the scary rain.