Growing Up

Out with the high chair and on with the regular seating for this little boy.

His chin doesn't reach the table, but he wants to be a big boy anyway.

My tough boy falls a lot and rarely cries or gets upset about it. He got hit in the nose with a snow shovel this winter and I wonder if the pink divot will remain a scar. Not that he'd ever care!

Picture those big blue eyes saying and signing "please"...it's difficult to say no sometimes.

While packing and sorting out garage sale items, Barry found this old gem from his childhood. Time to introduce Brody to science.

The boys were fascinated.

Even I'd have trouble getting it back together, but Brody was all about learning and helping.

With moving comes sorting through an entire house, deciding what to sell and keep, and stumbling across old gems that have been tucked away for years. During this process, we decided to take down the crib, move Mav into a regular bed and Brody into the top bunk. We've ditched the high chair to sell it and moved Mav to the regular part of the table. It'll nice to have these and other transitions complete before moving so there is that much less to adjust to during the move. Now if only Mav was remotely close to potty training.