Jailbird

Now that Fox is officially crawling and pulling himself up, he's completely into everything and loves to yank on the cords of my laptop while I'm trying to working...when he's taking a break from attempting to baby-handle all the electronics under the TV set. So, last night we went and bought him a corral. He hates it. I tried to reason with him that it was tons more room than his pack-n-play, and while I was holding him he seemed to agree, but the moment I put him down in there, it was a regular jailhouse riot. My mom says he'll get used to it. Then again my mom says a lot of things...

Somebody get this kid a metal cup so he can run it across the bars...

8 months old today!

Happy 8 months, Fox!

Mommy and Daddy love you very much. I can't tell you how much my life has been enriched with your smiles, laughter, and hugs. I can't wait for many more years to come!

You're my sweet Tink!

Love,

Mommy

Labor Day

It's been awhile but I'll include a longer post on the fabulous world of Fox very soon! On Monday (Labor Day) we went to Centennial Park where Fox played in the grass. I think he could have sat there all day pulling up grass and attempting to put it in his mouth. Mommy and Daddy kept intercepting it before he could actually swallow it.

He's growing and changing and trying new things. It's pretty awesome and I think I could enjoy it even more if I could get a few hours of uninterrupted sleep (hint, hint Fox!). More later!