A Boy and His Dog

I absolutely treasure my mornings with Seb. When everyone has left for school, we make our rounds and visit Pipocas ( the dog), chase the cats, and play on all the unsightly but oh-so-fun fisher price play equipment. 

Pipocas is the most tolerant gentle dog. 

Now on to chase the cats around. 

 These were taken last week before Seb got sick. He's wiped out with a bad cold turning into a bad cough. It keeps the three of us up all night, and zombie like during the day. 

I've stopped listing all of his words because he repeats after us like a little parrot. His siblings keep remarking that he's a person now, and not a baby at all. The absolute biggest change however, and yes you can all laugh, is that we have gone two weeks without screaming in the car.