Springing Into Action

Any King on his throne should have trained lions protecting him.

So the roommates took me to hang out at the regional jet terminal for the morning.  Then we went back to the car and drove to Vail.  What was that all about?  Who hangs out at an airport?

A neighborhood of rascals and our "keepers".  New edition, Isaac, is pathetic with his head control, but I'll show him.  I was a kid too once.

One of my last snoozes in 0-3 month PJ's.  To be clear this is not a chubby thing, I'm getting too TALL.   Got it? See the feet, busting through.

I can't keep up with this Ben guy.  I am pretty happy I don't wear thigh-highs though.  Maybe he was going for the Super Hero look?

WHAT?  This thing is awesome.  I'm kind of standing, everything is moving and making noise.  #inheaven (Yeah, I got my Twitter on!)

UPDATE:  Everything goes in my mouth.  I don't know why.  This blanket from Auntie Colleen is one of my favorites. Another good call by her!