Angus

Monday I found him nestled in a pile of cozy pillows,

content to be reading some books.

Thursday I found him doing some chicken watching.

He climbed up onto one of our garden boxes,

plopped himself down in the dirt,

and enjoyed his front row seat at the chicken run.

All on his own.

I get a kick out of this quirky and lovable child.

He knows what he wants to do, and then he does it.

He is pretty fearless, and enjoys trying to fly down slides face first.

He is strong and he has big feet.

He laughs a lot, talks a lot, eats a lot, and even cries a lot too.

He gives great open mouth kisses.

It is obvious that we love him.