Hello again, Montana!: The little dare devil

After four kids, ten moves and nearly two decades, we are still blissfully in love (most of the time) and I found myself back in the state I was born and raised in. It has definitely been a journey. In fact, on our 18th anniversary we pulled the last of our stuff up over the pass and into Montana, leaving our surprise love, Idaho, behind. But Montana is a great place. The last best place according to some. And we fully intend to explore as much of it as we can! Join us on our continued adventure through life, love and other stuff that comes with it.

Tuesday, July 19, 2011

The little dare devil

Not only will he sit on the table with a cute little grin . . .

. . . the little bugger will stand up on the table and giggle at you when you look at him.

And do you see those curls? A couple weeks ago I was beginning to wonder if it were even possible for him to get any cuter. Then I noticed the curls. I'll be darned if they didn't make him just that much cuter.

I'm completely smitten with this baby boy. (Yesterday the little dare devil even took THREE steps--all while looking at me and giggling.)