We had a visit from Baby Brodie today. Wait. Make that little man Brodie today. Sheesh. In only a few short months, he’s turned into a tiny man. He doesn’t look like baby at all. I’m pretty sure he’s smoking cigars when Elinor’s not looking. And probably eating apples. He does have 2 teeth after all.
Way to go, Brodie! This sitting-on-the-couch skill will prove useful down the road.
This is some hard-hitting blogging right now.
This is Brodie chewing on a little giraffe – his favourite toy – photobooth style.
I thought so, too.
Join me tomorrow for more intense cuteness…or maybe not. I can’t promise I can provide this level of baby cuteness two days in a row.