One drawer on our kitchen is dedicated to tea. For weeks now, T has been intent on emptying the tea drawer every day. There are bags of tea all over the house. He brings them to me as little gifts. "Da," he says, as he hands them to me.Yesterday, I guess the emptying of the tea drawer became old hat. Logical progression = climb into the drawer.And explore the drawer above it.S took this one, and captured a fantastic smile.Then he moved in for a kiss. Or is it a bite? I can't tell.Here he is, looking suave in his new fall duds. I love a baby in distressed denim.This is a typical stance for my young one... Object in mouth, objects in both hands. He loves to carry things around, now that he has mastered walking. See teabag story, above.Probably wishing he could go outside and enjoy the beautiful weather. You guys! Fall! Yea!This individual is beautiful.
Beauty, beauty, beauty. What else is there to say?
Next post will be craft related. Promise.