Kyle, updated.
He can talk! Mostly vowels, though, with an occasional consonant thrown in by accident. Not sure what he’s saying, but I can bet it’s something like “more milk, please.”
I swear he gets bigger every day. And his head gets rounder. His little, 25th percentile head.
Mommy and Daddy took their first overnight trip last weekend. Oh wait, that’s us. I don’t have to speak in third person. We had a GREAT time and I only teared up a little bit when we left. Gramma was there to spend the two days with Kyle. They seem to have had a grand old time. When Gramma left town, Kyle wouldn’t talk all day. He missed her.
Thanks to Gym Bucks, Kyle has an appropriately cute summer wardrobe. The girls did big damage at Gymboree. Pictures to follow.
Gramma sprinkled fairy nap dust on Kyle. He sleeps three times a day. Not without a fight, but who’s complaining?
So…while he naps I have to go take a shower. Hooray!
Yeah Gramma. I am gonna have gramma come and visit me when I have babies someday.
Sounds great about you getting away with the hubby.
Yeah Gramma. I am gonna have gramma come and visit me when I have babies someday.
Sounds great about you getting away with the hubby.
Yeah Gramma. I am gonna have gramma come and visit me when I have babies someday.
Sounds great about you getting away with the hubby.
Can’t wait to see pictures of Kyle in all his soft, cottony Gymboree goodness.
By the way, where’d you go for your 2 days away?
Can’t wait to see pictures of Kyle in all his soft, cottony Gymboree goodness.
By the way, where’d you go for your 2 days away?
Can’t wait to see pictures of Kyle in all his soft, cottony Gymboree goodness.
By the way, where’d you go for your 2 days away?