Dear Lord, what does he want?!

Boy has been toddling around with my old broken laptop, is seriously pissed, screaming at the top of his lungs, and I haven’t a clue why. I try putting it on the couch for him, nope. Putting it on the table, putting it on the floor, opening it, closing it, pretending to type on it…nope, nope, nope, nope, annnnnd nope. Finally he has decided that the floor will do, so is now typing on it while babbling adorable nonsense. Oh, and he has a pair of pants on his arm. Don’t ask.

How can so much cuteness and attitude be packaged into such a small package? He has been overwhelming us with cuteness since his first molar finally popped through his gums. He is giving as many hugs as we will take, which is a lot. 🙂 Anytime he hears the thump of a car door outside, he squeals, runs for the door and says “DA!” thinking that Daddy is home.

We are trying to find a piece of property to build our house, in a particular city (because of the great schools), and have found a couple prospects. It’s difficult because there isn’t much land left out there. It’s still pretty fun to look and investigate things.

Well Boy has entered Pissed, Phase Two (now the object of his rage is a toy car), so I better move on.

Don’t sit so close to the TV, you’ll burn your eyes out,



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