I think the days where Connor lied, passively and quietly cooing, in someone's arms (like pictured above) are drawing to a rapid end. And just in time for the dog days of summer... Should be interesting.
Today Becca picked me up for lunch. During lunch, the entire time, Connor was trying to get into any and everything. He was grabbing and throwing keys, trying to knock over water, trying to kick the salt shaker, flopping all around... it was like a mini Where the Wild Things Are.
Judging by these portentous events and his wild parents, this child is going to be a handful. I mean that in a great way. We can't wait.
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