Lovin' Life

To say that Charlie is "blossoming" is an understatement. He is doing great, and he's so darn cute I can hardly stand it.

Every day brings a new expression, a tad more spunk, and tons of personality. He is funny, charming, adorable, and stubborn as a mule sometimes too. Oh, how we love to watch him emerge from the shell he once was under.

He is trying to say a few words now. Our favorite is open, which comes out as "ope" with quite a lot of effort behind it. We also love when he holds up a finger and counts to "un."

Charlie is very observant and studies every move we make. He then tries to mimic our actions. He helps me unload the dishwasher on a regular basis. His job is unloading the flatware and handing it to me to put away. He takes great pride in his accomplishment. He also enjoys closing the dishwasher when we're done.   

Charlie hasn't taken a tumble in a while, dare I jinx myself to write that. He's pretty good on his feet now, and he has really picked up the pace. Especially, when he's running away from Monster Daddy. We have to be very quick with him these days. He has a pristine radar for things he shouldn't have and places he shouldn't be in. He's a curious little guy, which scares us.

His favorite toys of choice right now are the recycle bins.  Yes, the recycle bins. He is commonly found toting around a paper bag full of cardboard and paper items through the house. He goes for the plastic/glass bin too, which we try to keep him away from for obvious reasons. We are trying to come up with a better solution in our kitchen, so these items aren't quite so accessible. It would be nice if he'd just gravitate to his toys...

He still wants e-v-e-r-y-t-h-i-n-g that Madi has. Sometimes, she pretends that she is using his sippy cup, just so he'll want it. She gives in to him frequently. She adores him and it kills her to see him upset.  She's such a sweet sister.

We are so blessed, and we know it. God has been good to us times 3. Can't imagine life without our little monkeys.