Monday, March 14, 2011


Today, amidst accounting students and taxes, this little booger kissed a two-year-old girl.


Well, more accurately, he wrestled a cute tow-headed two-year-old girl to the ground, placed his drool-filled mouth on top of hers like he does when we say "gimme a kiss", pulled back to smile at me, and then pulled her hair.

Oh, and did I mention that overnight he can pull himself up by grabbing anything (even the shirt clothing a two-year-old girl), and that yesterday, he walked across half of the apartment while holding onto Mr. C.'s hands?

It's not easy being a burly eight-month-old casanova, but somebody's got to do it.