Thursday, May 19, 2011

Old Mother Hubbard

Remember this kid?


Who turned into this kid?



And then this one...


Then this one.



And yes, even this kid...



And let's never forget this one...



Or this one...



Or this one...



And more recently, he's been morphing into something completely different.

Like this.


   And this...


And finally, this...


I can't say the kid hasn't stolen my heart.

He has.

All of it.

But he's also stealing my food.

Not quite as endearing.

And to be honest, I don't know how I am ever going to survive the "bottomless pit days" (as my mom fondly termed my brother's teen years) if this is our starting point.

3 comments:

Jennifer S. said...

What a sweet baby boy you have :)

Cortney said...

I have baby fever and that just made it worse! I never thought the term "my clock is ticking" was real, but apparently it is because I can't do anything these days without thinking about how much I want a baby. We're still waiting though...hope my clock doesn't stop.

Roberta said...

Boys are like that...happy when you feed them that is! I raised three of them and when they were teenagers they sure did eat ALOT...LOL I made a lot of "filler" food...aka...bread and potatoes cause we just couldn't buy enough meat to satisfy them. That and gallons of milk and tubs of cereal for their "snacks". Boy I sure wish I could eat like they did...NOT possible. If I even look at bread it lands on my ass and thighs and now I'm getting jelly belly and wiggly arms....what the heck is that all about!!! Enjoy him while he's little and still satisfied with normal proportions...lol Have a wonderful weekend.