Tiny teeth

Last night while hanging with the cousins, Aunt A commented on K's teeth. Teeth? What teeth? We suspected he was thinking of teething due to the crazy amount of drooling and gnawing on everything within reach. Although The Scoot noted his recent decrease in drool, neither of us thought to check for teeth. After Aunt E's comment, we took a peek and sure enough two tiny teeth have recently breached the lower gums.

Bacon in the Hall

Bacon and eggs are a favorite breakfast at our house. Me: I'm a baconaholic T: Bacon in the hall

We have feet!

K found his feet! ... And on a mostly unrelated note, I love his fuzzy little blonde head.