Be Careful

Scott BITES!
His bottom teeth came in last week.
I don't know if it was harder on him (he was such a fussy bum) or on me (dealing with it while Mark was gone).
And I don't know which was worse: him teething or him learning how to poop.
Probably teething since I'll be dealing with it for more teeth.
I'm going to miss that gummy smile.
Oh well.
But he's learning a lot and so am I.
I love to watch him stare at things and turn them over from side to side, trying to figure out what it is.
Then, what ever he has decided it is, he knows it's got to go in the mouth.
Mark who hasn't had a lot of experience with babies thinks this is so funny each time, let's face it, it is so funny each time.
We have so much fun together.
He's my little buddy.
He helps me all the time make such wise decisions.
I ask him all the time if I should buy something.
He's financially wise, Scott is.
But he doesn't let me buy too many things.
He's just like his father already.
Yes I'm going a little looney, but you all already knew that.
He loves to move and play.
He rolls all over the place.
We love to go and get him from bed just to see where he is.
He'll be crawling sometime soon I think, such a strong boy.
The best part and hardest part at times is he still loves to snuggle with his mom.
I love this kid and love being a mom.
Well our camera battery charger is missing so I can't post any pic's but there's my boys status up date.