



and a little visit from his friends.
look at that smile.
her singing face.
kind of reminds me of this (last pic).




and a little visit from his friends.
look at that smile.
her singing face.
kind of reminds me of this (last pic).
here comes trouble.
Cal's imagination never ceases to amaze me, his car was a fire truck and B's was the pump rig.
This little guy is always on the go. Our Seattle house was itty bitty so when Cal got mobile it was easy to keep track of him. Different story this time around and we have stairs...
going, going
gone.
poor Cal got totally stir crazy during all our time at home and was into everything, including my closet.
This makes me smile. Cal got out Bennett's baby book and was telling him about how he was in momma's belly and that he "used to be a baby."

Cal was less than thrilled to be sharing his train with Bennett (sharing, a daily struggle for us).
*When I was telling Ian about my bunk joke this morning he suggested that I post a pic of the stick on the blog and prank all you, but being the thoughtful person ;) I am I said it would be too mean.
And I still have no idea who the heck Bennett gets his good looks from... me or Ian??