Sunday, November 6, 2011

my little BIG man

I've said it over and over, my youngest (now 19 months old) is so independent that he practically raises himself.

When we get home, he takes his shoes off and puts them on the rack by the door.

He feeds himself. Sometimes he disappears into the kitchen to look for snacks.

And of course, he barely asks for help if he can do something himself. He's trying to reach a juice box from the top of the counter. By the way, I know you're asking why a boy would have a bow on his head. What can I do? He tells me to put it on his head, and so I do.

This one is from 2 months ago when I decided to pick up my guitar after a long time of  neglect. I suck, but at least my kids are having fun.

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