because even after crabbing all morning,
he took the time to laugh at fart noises...
let's hope a tooth, any tooth, shows up verrry soon...
Sam got a verrrry fun toy from Grandma for Christmas--but until he could sit up, there wasn't much point in putting the thing together. So today was the day...and I really should have set it all up sooner, because it has provided ME with LARGE amounts of amusement.
When the toy attacks, by all means, attack back:
This makes me think of bowling: