I love James.
I love that he crawls over to his high chair all throughout the day and begs to be put in it.
I love that his first real word (if you don't count uh-oh) was cheese. He loves that word. Whenever he sees cheese he bounces up and down and repeats the word over and over.
I love that he insists on feeding himself ALL THE TIME. He is getting pretty good. But I definitely feel like all I do is clean him, change his clothes (bibs don't even begin to cover the damage he creates), and clean his high chair and the kitchen floor...3 times a day.
But man, he is cute.
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