I’m 9 months old this week. Crazy. I’ve officially been out in the world just as long as I grew in Mommy’s belly. It’s so close to my 1st birthday. Did I mention CRAZY?!
If a picture is worth a thousand words, then this should be worth…well, I don’t know, like A LOT!
It was Father’s Day! Yay. I made Daddy some stuff I found on Pinterest. What’s a baby to do without Pinterest? I also got a tee time for Daddy and Uncle Scott to play golf on Saturday while Mommy worked on the bathroom painting and I played with my manny, Mr. James.
We’re getting my room spruced up. I found this in the closet.
Mommy said I spent more time in it on Saturday than I did when I was littler. Whatev.
I gave Baby Olly a turn.
He got scared, so I held his hand.
Check out my Lambo. My first front-engine car. Let’s hope my next one is a bit faster than this one.
I get my road rage from Daddy. For real.
Summer isn’t complete without a delicious slice of watermelon.
I’m teething pretty bad this week and Mommy nicknamed me Fussy McFusserson, but she still thinks I’m awesome…