b-o-o-t-s

Stopping to pose while working on his crawling.

Waffle knit pants here.

Of course James wanted in on the action, and Declyn is obsessed with James, so no more pictures for me.

My mom likes to have her grandsons compete to see who can get the Wobble first.  As she put it, "It's just like in the Hunger Games."  In all fairness, Brent barely just started being able to keep his head up for long periods of time, let alone move forward.  Therefore, Decyln is an automatic winner.  Favorite grandson? Perhaps.  

I kid.

Our walk to get ice cream took two hours - no joke.  James kept wanting to stop and see the Halloween decorations in the neighborhood.  Once he was done with that, he decided to sing to Declyn (his current favorite -- "B O O T S. Boots.", which would had been fine had he not had to stop every time and perform a little song and dance.  Once James would get done singing and walk away, Declyn would start babbling.  These two are starting to have their own language.

Destroying the paper on the table at the doctor's office.  Bored of me?  Definitely.

I don't know why, but Cali loves bubbles -- especially eating them (see the tongue?).  These ones were yellow, so in the end she was covered with yellow spots.

I try to get as many selfies as I can with him.  Unfortunately, I couldn't get one of him smiling so I came to terms with the serious face instead.

It only got worse as time went on.  Eventually I had to pick him up off the table just so he stopped trying to eat it.