Last night, Marco ate a man-size portion of turkey sauteed with onions and green chiles (spicy!) and veggies including corn, peas, green beans, lima beans and carrots. When I lift him up (he calls it "down") I have to make an audible grunt. And with cheeks like this, I just can't worry about his eating habits. :)
And yes, we're cutting his hair again soon. Note: Must work monthly hair cuts into the budget for this kid.These are all from Riley Barulich's first birthday party (another one of his lady friends). I'm becoming quite the photo thief.
Not only did Riley's party mark his first solo bouncy house experience, but it was the first time, he just cruised around a party entirely by himself. Another milestone is that he didn't eat any of that bark you see behind him. Ha! 
In other mouth news, teeth 8 and 9 have appeared, so I'm calling the tooth count quits. The End.
Judging by that shirt, he came straight from a rugby game. And judging by his black eye and those thighs, he played in the scrum. From now on when he climbs stairs we're probably going to tape his ears. (It's like this whole blog has taken a Greg theme.)
Horrible shot of me, but an accurate portrayal of Marco's kisses. Imagine it with a mouthful of Cheerios. Smooch!
Before bed...
