Caleb loves loves loves his toes. They are his favorite.
Caleb really wants to sit up by himself, but he's not quite balancing yet. Soon.
Caleb has two teeth and loves bananas, likes yams, and does not prefer avocado. (oh well, more for me, I guess! :)
Caleb loves to squeal, squeak, squawk, and otherwise tell the world his story.
Scott had to get in on the picture-taking action, as well. Don't worry, that's just chocolate all over his face from dragging a dining chair over to the highest kitchen cupboard and getting into the baking supplies. No one will ever say he's not independent.
And he really wanted me to take a picture of him "taking a nap" on his bear.
Scott's newest phrase is "Nothing to worry about, Mommy!", as in:
Me: Scott, what are you doing in the kitchen?
Scott: Nothing to worry about, Mommy!





