Handful
Oh hai, it’s Baby Evan. I just realized there haven’t been many pictures of me around here lately so I thought I’d climb up on to the couch, over the armrest and launch myself the three feet towards the barstool you are so obliviously sitting on. Just to say hai.
Me again. I’m making this face and the accompanying oooooh-ho-oh-oh-oh noise because
a) I just slipped on one of my toys and almost landed on my head
b) I really need you to pay attention to my empty sippy cup
c) You were laughing at something and didn’t tell me what the joke was
d) I’m about to start screaming my ever-loving head off and I wanted to warn you
Obviously.
Identify this Baby Evan face: a,b,c, or d.
WRONG!
This is actually secret face option e, the “Man I am really proud of myself for sitting on this bookcase and these Wheat Thins are DELICIOUS” face. Or maybe it’s the “I am choking on these crackers and I could really use some adult intervention over here” face. It’s hard to tell.
(If he turns blue I will definitely check on him.)
I feel like I’m living with a bunch of babies. These grown don’t understand ANYTHING. Maybe if they clean up all my toys and make me something nice for breakfast, tomorrow I’ll be peaceful and quiet and well-behaved.
When did he turn into such a little boy? He looks so grown up!
I was thinking the same thing as michgal… he looks more like a little boy than a baby in the 2nd and 3rd photos. So cute!!
I gotta tell you- he is just plain gorgeous & I want to squeeze him!