Dangerous Toys = Fun for the Whole Family

Remember that great Johnny Jumpup? The seat that dangled precariously from doorways on a spring? Hours of endless entertainment swinging and bouncing....until someone deemed it hazardously unsafe and it was replaced with a lame substitute that sits on the floor (taking up precious floor space).

Well I found one, and Taylor is contentedly bouncing his brains out, laughing so hard he can barely keep the drool in his mouth.

I'm making that our new motto around the house:

Laugh until you drool.

Think I can find that in vinyl?

Growing up at Lightning Speed.

Don't blink or they'll be grown.

They grow up so fast.

It seems like just yesterday...

Today I'm learning the hard way that clichés come around because they're true.

Today Taylor is EIGHT MONTHS OLD. Are you kidding me? It seems like just yesterday I was pregnant with him. He's sitting in his high chair this morning, soggy toast in each hand, shaking his head "no" and laughing hysterically at his brother. I would freeze this moment in time if I could. I'm sure I'll want to pull it out again when he's thirteen, shaved his head in a mowhawk and they're wrestling on the floor, breaking my china.

For today: Cutest thing I've ever seen.