Kristine just told me this: "Marty was crying last night, and I thought he was roast beef." I only vaguely remember her saying something strange last night as I got up to take care of him.
Also, Marty spent most of dinner tickling his pasta.
All in all, my family is strange.
Thursday, June 30, 2011
Tuesday, June 7, 2011
Wow
So, I know, I never post anymore. While I have accepted the fact that I am not a great blogger or writer, I realized that I have not been taking enough photos of Marty lately, and that is unacceptable! So, for no one else but me, I will start taking a few more because he is growing up so fast.
Things about Marty-
*He says hello to EVERYONE. He is Mr. Friendly and I am starting to get worried about stranger danger and this guy. He even says hello to buses, bugs, and my favorite, his bath water.
*He knows he's funny. He tells us when we are laughing thats he's funny just in case we forget
*He thinks all bugs are his friends, even ants and yellow jackets. We are working on trying to inform him that not all bugs want to be "pet" like rolly pollys
*This little guy loves dogs. He used to call them dogs, but now they are passies, and he squeals at them. He actually does the same thing with tractors and it made for an entertaining drive to CA. I never thought I would say this, but all the construction on I-15 kept him busy for hours.
* I love his silly faces, I love that the first thing out of his mouth in the morning is him asking for his sandals and I love his sweet hugs.

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