Pretty Boy

Last night I put Hendrix's hair in a pony tail while he was in the bath. It cracked me up!

Grandma Blankets

Before Hendirix was born, Matt's mom made him 2 sweet little blankets. In the last few months Hendrix has become really attached to them. Of all the blankets he has, he really gravitates to those two blankets. He sleeps with one and drags the other one around with him all day. If I ask him where his Grandma blanket is, he runs around until he finds it, drags it over to the carpet and dives into it and rolls around in it. He'll put it around his shoulders or over his head, he really just loves them so much. He must know that the blankets were made with the love that only a Grandma can give!

If you're happy and you know it...

I've been working on "If you're happy and you know it" with Hendrix and finally caught his antics on video. He usually does pretty will with clap your hands. He tries to do stomp your feet but can't do it if he's standing so he sits down and kicks his little feet-it's SO cute!

Ghost Baby

Hendrix loves putting blankets, towels, burp rags or clothes over his head and then he tries walking around, regardless of if he can see or not. He cracks me up!

And we've entered the land of the potty mouth...

So for the past few days I've been hearing Hendrix say something that sounded a lot like Sh*t but I haven't been completely positive until today. This morning he was hungry and I was trying to get his food together and he was pitching a fit and hanging all over me and screaming his lungs out. I was kind of at the end of my rope and told him to go sit down and (shame on me) punctuated it with a "Sh*t!" He stops his hollering, looks at me, throws his hands up in the air in exasperation and clear as day says "Jit!"

Awesome! I get the bad mom of the year award! He's not even 13 months and already has a potty mouth!

So helpful!

Most tasks take much longer these days because I've got an adorable little helper! He's recently become fascinated with the dishwasher, we now have to keep it locked closed at all times because he's figured out how to open it. Once open, he usually throws the dishes he can reach out of the dishwasher! Today he decided it was time to climb in the dishwasher:

Looks can be deceiving!

From these pictures you would think we had a very successful meal with a utensil.

The reality: He didn't get a single bite in his mouth and after these pictures were taken he grabbed 2 handfulls and threw them!