Thursday, June 16, 2011

This Is How He Rolls

Our youngest monkey lives life to the fullest.

He never misses a beat.  And he is loud.  Really loud. And he is in constant motion.  Constant.

The only quiet moments in this child's life are when he was first born (literally, no sound, just wide-eyed and looking around) and when he sleeps.

He has an imagination that is pretty uncanny for his age.  I call his brain the Imagination Station. 

Each day is an adventure for monkey boy. Like the other day, when I looked back at him in his carseat, and saw this:

Yep, those are flippers on his feet. 

That is just how he rolls. 



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