I have learned during these last few months that I will never have time to do all the things that I've typically thought I would do as a parent. Doyle is growing like a weed, and I haven't done half of the things that I wanted to, taken anywhere near the pictures that I planned, and don't even get me started on how much video I wanted to take but haven't.
On the other hand, the man-grub has learned to sit well enough recently that I can pose him, on props, and, if well supervised, he will not plunge to his doom. Maybe this will get easier.
Labels: baby, Doyle, Moose, Pictures
