Momma brought the stuff for lasagna and we ate at Adam's apartment. It is perfect for him, but a little small for a 19-month-old. Andrew's favorite part was the bedroom door:
Adam's bed sits almost right in the floor, which is perfect for Andrew. He ran up to it and immediately said "flop?"
Baby translator: he says "two" during the countdown (the only number he can count. He misses one and three) and calls for "Eric" at the end.
We played in the sandbox today and he just looked so beautiful.
Of course he is very busy and the famous photographer was at church, so none of the pictures really show it just right.
Then we made popcorn.
Blurry, I know, but that grin is so sweet.
We were getting ready for bed and he said "Movie! Jump! Cheese!" so we made a movie of him jumping. Presenting Andrew's first cinematic production:
Then Daddy came home. He makes everything seem exciting.
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