
A Belated Happy Easter! The Easter Bunny paid our front yard a visit and we had a blast watching big cousin Kwilai search for all the eggs. Just wait Whit, next year you'll be able to join the egg hunt scramble.

I'm not the mom to enter her child into a photo contest, but heck, money's short and Whitaker is ADORABLE. It' tempting. {this is his hat for next winter, compliments of an unbeatable sale at lands end}.

The Faux-hawk is still in full effect. I think it's here to stay.

Whitaker has finally discovered another way to get on his tummy from sitting up other than simply falling over. *Kr-Plunk* He leans over and half crawls his way down to his tummy. Next step: Actually Crawling!

Whitaker officially has 7 teeth, so I decided it wouldn't hurt to introduce a sippy cup. His independent streak came through and he loves holding it all by himself. Unfortunately the celebration was short lived, as he won't take any formula, only water.


We've come to the point where you can't leave Whitaker out of your sight. (even if you're only going back an forth between rooms putting laundry away). the kid grabbed the chair and pulled it down upon himself. twice. good gracious he's way to strong for his own good. no one was hurt. actually Whitaker was quite proud of himself. i guess this means mom and dad have to do a 'baby proof' overhaul to the house.tonight.
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