The other day, Julie and I were at Target, meandering around, looking at things we could buy for Andy and contemplating how to spend my birthday money (thanks Mom and Dad and Ma and Pa-in-law) when we came across a onsie that we just had to buy.
From the mouth (or shirt) of babes...
I also had the opportunity to watch Andy on Saturday while Julie attended a Relief Society activity. During that time I dressed him in his blessing outfit to get a few more pictures before he's too big to wear it. I also tried to set everything up so that we could compare how similar he and I look as babies. I think my argument that he looks more like Julie is beginning to gain some ground!
I personally am quite thankful that he looks more like Julie. I was such an awkward 13 - 32 year old!
I was also able to catch Andy's completely adorable, melt-your-heart-in-less-than-a-second pout on film for the first time. He doesn't cry when he's producing this pout. As a matter of fact, he often gives me a huge smile when I go to pick him up because he just looks so sad. It's pure manipulation and it works like a charm every time. The little guy knows it, too.
This is when he wants to be picked up.
This is when he thinks he's going to be picked up. See what I mean? Manipulation. And I fall for it again and again.
Well, that's it for now. Stay tuned for more exciting updates!
