The littlest kid is growing and growing and growing. He’s tall; he’s walking; he says daddy and doggie; he mostly sleeps through the night; he’s opinionated and curious, fiesty and funny, charming and, as BF says, cheesy. These days I am calling him Frankenbaby for the way that he walks. In fact, I think we should dress him as Frankenstein/Frankenbaby for Halloween and let his walk be part of his costume, but I don’t think I’ll be able to talk BF into it. If we can help him get over the fear of his mane, he’ll really be a lion cub at Friday’s Halloween March– a trek down Main Street of our town where hundreds of kids trick or treat at the doorways of local businesses and shops. He, however, has been shrieking like a banshee each time we put on his lion mane so it may be that he’s Frankenbaby afterall.
Here are some of my favorite shots of baby during October, as he crept towards 14 months old and 9 months with us.
While baby often looks like this...
he is not afraid to act like this
Nothing escapes his eye
The battle of the costumes... the lion cub
or Franken Baby
Awww-i so hope he does get used to the costume because that is soooo adorable!!!!!
I just adore all his little expressions! Such a big boy, and doesn’t even look like the first pic you had sent! Crazy!!!!
He is so cute and I LOVE how much expression and passion his face displays! How precious!
Oh I vote for franken baby!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!… SO cute! even with his angry face 😉
Rosie!! He’s growing up!! Ugh. Such a little man now! Can you believe it’s been 9 months! I miss that baby. Abel always says “oww. baby. I know him!!” every time I pull up your blog. Hope you all are doing great. Much Love.