October 1, 2014

Jam man, as we get ready to take our tour across the country to LA and NY and back to our Chicago homeland, I want to reminisce a little about your days as a newly minted walker. Congrats on passing the 8 month mark on two feet. You're already making me proud!

Your mom finally let me have access to this thing so I'm gonna milk it for all the father son moments I can squeeze out of you before you can start talking back...

You're not a fan of this carrier for more than a half hour we discovered on a hike in the Gorge. Well, until you collapsed asleep after we really got moving. 

Is it over yet?! You lived up to the Christian Bale as Bruce Wayne vibe the whole way through our fun run a few months back. But hey, your hair looks great so net net you're a winner.

A lil dance session after a big day out in the city! Maybe also followed by an at home karaoke sesh?

Remember that time Dad fed you an egg? Sorry about that man. Good thing you can play through the pain.

Bashful in front of the Trillium Lake crowd.

What a great guy, smiles and a swimmer's body!

Gotta call you out on only pretending to read though. Someday we'll get you into the words and pictures more than the tactile play with the book itself. At 7 months when this was taken though you're outdistancing me on the self control, in fairness!

Helping Mama Bear work as always. Love you guys!