Our little engineer trying to figure out how to pop the hinge on his baby gate.
Giving up on the hinge and trying to shake the gate free.
Gazing out the front window...
...and mashing his face on it.
Alton, look out! There's a demon with glowing eyes behind you!
Some GQ looks
Striking a pose with Dada...
...and Mama.
His new favorite thing is to tilt his head to the side and put it on his shoulder and smile at you. Extra points if you do it back to him.
Bye-bye!
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Okay, it's official. You need to do something with his hair!
I do! I brush it every morning. He is too little for a haircut--it's not even in his eyes or anything!
Upon further review and careful scientific study of the photograph, it looks as if though he is not trying to rattle cage but just mearly take the "eat my way out" approach to escaping. It clearly looks as though he is about to take a huge chomp of one of the bars with his new found tooth of destruction. That and I can see the second gunman on the grassy knoll.
Correction: You can see the second gunman's arm and general profile. You can NOT see his face. Well planned, perfectly executed. No pun intended.
The "Stud Muffin" shirt is killing me. Well done, you cheeky Rhynes.
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