Boyhood

It's certain...I'm officially out of the running for Mother of the Year.

Just in case you were wondering, that's not the shadow from Gabe's double chin.

How on earth did this happen?

Two words: Stroller and Gravity

Awful combination.

I tell you, this cross that we mothers bear is a heavy one. I didn't even have anything to do with this accident (okay, I DID give birth to him and I DID purchase the stroller), yet somehow I feel responsible. Any recommendations on where I can purchase a giant bubble for this boy?

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Unfortunately, I think this just might be a foreshadowing of the years to come. This kid is a climber, unlike all the others. I've never had one that enjoys climbing on the kitchen table so much. Perhaps this is his way of trying to be big like everyone else. Whatever it is, it sure keeps this mama hopping.