I found this outfit in the closet just in the nick of time. I love baby knickers.
Scott tried climbing the couch cushions.
When we put him on the blanket, he scooches himself to the edge.
We're not sure why he likes his toys off of the blanket so much.
He started wearing 6-12 month jams. Sweet like corn.
Holding his bottle with his fists makes it look like he'll take out anyone who tries to separate them.
Last time in his milk truck outfit.
Passed out after a big boy (6 ounce) bottle.
This is what happened when John dressed Scott. Mismatched, too-small clothes. Sorry, Scott, sleeping in trumps matching outfits.
We went to see John playing stake softball.
Scott wants to get big so he can play, too.
He's big enough for my taste. He was showing off his hands and knees skills at Grandma's house.
I try not to encourage crawling, but it seems inevitable.
He looks so big in that photo of him sitting up at the game. What a cutie!
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