Developments are a-happenin' at the Julius house.
First things first, it is officially spring. Aiden's mole hunt has begun. Our backyard gets infested with moles every spring. The dog...she is not sad about this. She was born for this. Now I realize moles are not the most elusive little critters, but this dog's got skillz. This morning Travis let her out. Within 5 minutes she was standing at the door with not one, but TWO moles in her mouth. And then I let her out later and she caught another. Moles...Beware of Dog.
Now, on to the other beast that resides in our house. He has learned how to stand up in his crib. So now when he wakes up, he stands up and pulls on the side of his crib while rocking violently. Which in turn bangs his crib against the wall. Depending on how quickly I can get to him, he is either laughing hysterically or screeching like a feral cat with its hair on fire. Apparently there is a fine line between "This is fun!" and "Come get me and wipe my butt woman!"
He is also a chatty little bugger. And very animated while chatting. He will be going on and on and then pause, take in a big dramatic breath while raising both eyebrows, and then continue on with his story. And it seems these stories often pop into his mind when he has his nuk in his mouth. And that just will not do. So he will start his story...stop...remove his nuk...and then continue on with his nuk in his hand for the rest of the story....like some sort of awkward nipple prop.
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