So, it's been a while. Still not sure where this thing is headed, but figured I might as well not totally neglect it ...not when there are cute photos to post!
A-Train is now 18 months old. He's had fight after fight with ear infections that have landed him an appointment with ENT. We'll know more soon, but happy to be getting a plan in place. We've finally settled into our new apartment and are really digging our new digs. Life is good. If Chicago weather would recognize that HEY!-it's springtime, life would be even good-er.
Rogue curls in the bathtub.
Ready to start kindergarten, or take drivers ed, or give me a heart attack by announcing his Spring Break plans...
Mad skills now have him climbing furniture. Pretty sure base jumping is next.
Yes, he IS tap dancing on the coffee table here.
I fear we aren't long for our peaceful time with no broken bones.
Who heeds a puppy to eat your dinner when you can hide it all in your hair?
