I guess when one finally gets big enough to climb up on a chair, one will continually do so all day long. I didn’t realize this until I noticed that 75% of my pics from the weekend are of Desmond sitting in chairs. Rocking chairs, swivel chairs, arm chairs – he doesn’t discriminate. We did our swiveling in the lobby of the renovated Westin. Wow! What a beautiful hotel. I see an adults only overnight staycation in our future very soon. We rocked at Urban Farmer where we had possibly one the best brunches ever. I mean it. Try the sirloin eggs benedict and the chicken cherry sausage. We got out arm-chair on at home. Crawling on and off is a popular activity in our living room currently and sometimes we fall on our head. Boys will be boys I guess. And that’s what Desmond is now. A little boy. All of a sudden my baby is gone, just like that. But, I’m so excited to watch him blossom into a tiny human and see his personality continue to develop. His brain is a little sponge right now. I was reading him a number book the other night and when I turned the page from 8 his little voice shouted “nine” out of nowhere. What? I’ve never heard you say a number in your life, but you know nine comes after eight. Child, you blow my mind every day.
Do you see my sophisticated book collection in the background? -> Harry Potter, Twilight & Hunger Games.