Books, books, and more books.
If you could smell his breath, you'd get a whiff of laundry detergent, and yet he refuses to eat mashed potatoes. Strange boy.
Again with the floral scents, this time deodorant.
Mom's curlers.
At 18 months he shows an amazing ability to get into anything and EVERYTHING. But he has an even better ability at worming his way into our hearts with his abundant hugs, and frequent smiles.
A momma's boy...
and Dad's little buddy...
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