Here is my baby picking out his own outfit and getting dressed by himself and then going downstairs and making his own breakfast. This both makes me so proud and breaks my heart. I know, I know. It’s a cliché. But it goes too fast.

We had a fantastic weekend around these parts. I felt a tad bit better and we went on walks with the dogs and made delicious dinners and went out for breakfast had tons of play dates and saw friends and did a tiny bit of yard work and left the windows open. It was glorious.

I am trying to take more photos of the day to day with this kid before he gets even bigger. So here we are. Enjoy.