Crazy Baby

 Yesterday my sweet baby boy turned 11 months old. Fittingly, he has no idea that he is supposed to be a baby! He's such a funny, cute little guy who brightens the dullest of days. I hate that he is growing up so quickly, but he is so much fun every day, it takes the edge off the fact that the days go by much too quickly. I find that with child number three I am taking more time to sit and play, because I want to be a mom more than any other thing I have ever wanted in my life.

So in tribute to my "E3". . . .I will share some pictures of my sweet Easton. I am really loving having a camera phone now with baby number three too. No more running for the camera!!

Four months ago today, Easton pulled up for the first time. I thought for sure he'd be walking by now, but it hasn't happened yet. He's been pushing anything that will slide along the floor lately, but hasn't taken off hands free. 

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 Easton is much more interested in climbing up than anything else. There is a reason that he has earned the nickname of "Crazy Baby"!  The white kitchen stool is a favorite "toy" of my youngest. Of course, Eric uses the stool all the time and Eliza still uses it when emptying the dishwasher. I guess it's a natural fit that my climber would have to take on the stool, and conquer it.

Climbing up to wash the dishes? or play in the sink?

Then there is the kids' play table in the play room. Every day I rescue Easton from this chair, in this situation. I tried pushing the chair into the table . . . .no problem for this kid. He just pulls it out, climbs up and usually proceeds to bounce up and down on the chair, rhythmic to my heart's panicked beats!

 Just the other day he climbed up and sat down on the table that Eric has his toy farm on; I guess he needed a closer look. Dad says that he will make a good roofer or silo climber some day. That's my kind of perspective. There's got to be good reason for a child to have that inner need to climb everything without any fear.

He has the sweetest smile and biggest eyes that can melt my heart, and as I always tell him when he's into mischief, "it's a good thing you're so cute. . .." My favorite place he likes to get into is my last picture. My absolute favorite summertime chore is doing laundry and putting it out on the clothesline. This little guy has mastered the art of climbing into the basket WITHOUT tipping it over. It's hilarious to watch him sit in there. He even handed me all the socks to hang on the line one day. Blessings wrapped up with baby soft skin, and curly hair. Yes indeed.

I don't remember getting this cute boy off the line!