The Kitchen Family

Oh Brend.

 Growing just like the weeds in our backyard. I thought Cohen grew up fast - boy was I wrong. If I was right, then time is passing by quicker than ever. So quick that every Wednesday night as I drive to the grocery store on my weekly grocery run, I think to myself "I swear I was just here yesterday". 

- He has got some serious attitude at 7.5 months old.

Happy and chill as ever, but he sure lets us know what he wants and when. When he gets impatient he'll grunt/growl and there is a dark red spot that appears right between his eyebrows. Must be a crazy little vein.
- He's LOUD. He loves to yell, but he acts like he's talking. It becomes annoying way before lunch time everyday. During meals it's hilarious trying to carry a conversation. And he obviously doesn't understand 'be quiet' yet. Cohen is most irritated with this matter. So cute, but draining at times. 

- He chews on anything he can reach to his mouth, typical 7 month old. 

- I love his jabber - I think we'll be hearing Ba ba or Da Da soon. I'm working hard at Ma ma. We'll see...

- He is NOT crawling yet, attempting an army crawl, but he's a roller.

- Wears size 3 diapers. Wears clothes sizes 9-18 months. {tall boy}

- Not a huge binky baby, only when going to sleep. Which I love! He hardly ever fusses, only when he's hungry poopy or tired.

- He's not a crier, he more so whines.

- HAPPY AS THE SUN still.

- Giggles when Cohen wrestles him, and I mean wrestles. Cohen did steamroller to Brendon this week and I about had a heart attack, but was fine when Brendon just laughed over it. {steamroller is when you lay on top of each other and roll} He only rolled twice. But still....yikes. New rule - NO STEAMROLLER with Bren.

- Constantly moves! This drives me crazy most the time. He never sits still, even when he's in his highchair eating or even drinking a bottle. He's always kicking his legs, or mostly circling his wrists.

 {photos taken from my old-school phone}

 After changing Brendon's diaper I asked Cohen if he would bring Brend a toy while I went to another room for a minute. This is what I came back to....a huge toy pile! Brend was in heaven. Cohen was so proud until I told him {nicely} he had to clean them all up.

 This babe could live outside.

Even when it's windy.

Even when the wind is chilly.

This week is suppose to be almost 80 degrees everyday.

Shorts. The Park. Popsicles. Bike riding. Runs.

I have positive thoughts about this week,

thanks to the weather alone.

Don't let me down now!

I love you my Brend boy!

You are my happiness.