Growing Up

Time continues to fly by...We've reached eleven months (wasn't I just saying Connor was nine months old?) and Connor has five teeth, strawberry blonde hair, and his very own personality. Fortunately, our friends Maggie and Eric visited this weekend, which was impetus for us to hang pictures on the walls and begin making the house look lived in. Connor was a huge help, of course! The good news is that we can actually sit on furniture, walk through rooms and put Connor on the floor and not worry he'll be lost in a sea of half-empty boxes.

Hmmm....what trouble can I get into in the kitchen? (Yes, that is a green wall!)

Looking at Grammy's pretty backyard (wondering if his own backyard will ever look as good. Doubtful.)

Helping Grandaddy and Daddy put up some shelves.