So Alex thinks he can make us disappear with the scrunch of his little face. Little does he know, you actually have to wiggle your nose too.

For months, Alex has been walking around the house holding first a hand, then a few fingers, and finally the tip of a single finger. Well, this weekend, he decided he had had enough of being held back by mommy and daddy and decided to get up and walk on his own.

Alex is into books – very, very into books. So into books, in fact, that he will settle for an Ikea catalog when he’s exhausted bedtime stories. Alas.

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Here’s Alex, in the slippery bath tub, brushing his teeth. We would have thrown the toaster in, but it was too much work to go get it.

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Alex thinks he real clever wearing his “Daddy’s New Golf Coach” shirt around the house even though I specifically asked him not to. I didn’t realize that the not-so-witty, only-college-appropriate, “if this shirt had a collar, it would be popped” style t-shirts came in baby sizes. Go ahead tease me once more with that golf club and you’ll see what’s what…