Canning Lids, Climbing and More...

As I was trying to get stuff ready to leave for camp tomorrow, Kaden was whining at me. He wanted me to play with him. Unfortunately he didn't want to take much of a nap today, so I really had a lot that had to be done and didn't have the time to play at the moment. So I set him up on the floor in the kitchen where I was working and gave him a canning lid. He was having a blast, it makes cool noises when you hit it on the floor. Then I turned around to look at him and it struck me, this resembles my sister and I at Grandma's house so many years ago. So I gave him a few more lids (I don't have anywhere close to as many as Grandma Wilson had) and started snapping pictures. I'm sure Grandma will get a kick out of them. :)

Gotta get 'em

Wow! That was a cool noise!

Please don't take my toys away.

I love it when you can glimpse those little teeth!

Just the other day I was doing dishes in the kitchen while Kaden played in the living room. He gets a kick out of this suitcase on the floor. It is great for holding himself up on cause even though he sits really well now, he has a tendency to get excited or distracted and flops over. As I put some cups up I happened to glance over at him and he was no longer sitting next to the suitcase...

He was on it!

My life may have just gotten busier!

Here is another blurry sleeping shot... I just can't stand the idea of startling him awake with the flash! He was sitting on the couch with Jeremy while we watched a Stargate episode. Slowly his eyes started blinking, and the next time I looked over he was fast asleep. What a cutie!

So today Kaden officially got in trouble. I was trying to feed him his sweet potatoes and he kept spitting them out. And not just drooling them down his face, but projectile spitting... He thought it was funny. I admit the first time I thought it was a fluke and let it go... the second time I thought it was funny and had to try not to laugh while I sternly told him NO. Then I had to flick his lips. I did that two or three times and his face got all red and he stopped breathing for a bit. (Quite the temper tantrum for such a little one) But he only tried spitting at me one more time after that. When he got flicked again he pouted pretty hardcore and then settled in to eat.