Solids, jumpers and old men

The title reflects perfectly what we've been up to the past week. Ok, read on because it sounds a little creepy.

This is what I see most mornings...hello love!

Many people have wondered how he has gotten limbs stuck through the slats...well he started on his back in the center, and ended up like this. Must. Fight. Sleep.

First time in a high chair! So much is happening up here!

Happy first birthday to our girl Olive!

Yeah, ok.

Sweet boy melts my heart.

Loving the sun...together!

He takes his morning stretches very seriously.

Toys are so much more fun when you can sit up to check them out. 

And our introduction to sweet potatoes.

Not sure what he's trying to say here...

Thanks for wiping your own face, buddy!

Cheeks.

I finally get it!!

Wahoo!

Playing in the sunshine.

Matching pants, matching hats...

Where's your fishing poles, little old men?