This kid is a bit of a spitfire...The last three weeks he has had myself, then Frumpy & Grumpy and now Grandpa Jim taking care of him with Jill's arm still in a splint healing from the break. I know for sure that he wore Martha and I smooth out chasing him around, and I'd bet money that Jim will be pretty whooped by the time he's done too.
He is just full of life and always on the move, and it just makes me smile. He is starting to eat more and more solid foods, and has really taken a liking to chicken this week. After we got done with the video call tonight, Jill sent me some pics of him enjoying his favorite, Nilla wafers. He was two teeth right now, and they are both evidently sweet...
In a tough week, mourning the loss of Anthony Sloan, a guy I really admired and appreciated, I've drawn a lot of comfort and happiness from my family. Thank you all.
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