Although feeding him has been a messy affair lately (any suggestions on how to convince a six month old that blowing raspberries with a mouth full of peas is less-than-ideal timing?), A was on his best behavior when Grammy fed him. How prim and proper my little do-gooder is. Look Ma! When Grammy feeds me I keep my grubby hands out of my mouth!
Since Poppa (aka Papa) couldn't make it this weekend, he sent a little consolation gift. I don't know how many six month olds have their own cell phone, but of course, Alex is the exception, not the rule. I don't know if you know this, but he's kind of a big deal...
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Umm, all of a sudden, Alex looks like a toddler in these pictures. Holy cow, this is freaking me out. Not big as in size, he just looks really mature in the face. Wowzers, these kids grow up fast...
Notice the look in the last picture?? Alex is thinking "Why did I get stuck with just my grammy??? Where is my Auntie L?"
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