Grady celebrated his first St. Patrick's Day like the (part)Irishman he is.
Grady looking sweet from the front
But oh man, check out that side view!
Having fun with the tambourine.
And then not.
He's been really enjoying his ball pit lately, too!
The other things that happened this week not captured in photos -
We gave Grady a bath in the big bathtub, and he was beside himself. It was like a water park, scooting up and down, trying to climb up and creating a little wave pool. It was hysterical.
Grady has also made some big strides in figuring out how to get back down once he stands up. It's a little scary, but he does it!
He's started clapping his hands to his face when I say "OH NO!" I think he's also started signing all done when he's finished eating, although the more definitive declaration continues to be decidedly throwing everything on his tray onto the floor. I think he's close to saying or signing "light," but not quite yet.
Now for those of you who don't care about the cats, you can stop here. Over the weekend, I accidentally left a towel on the floor. Besa claimed it as her favorite sleeping spot, and slept there all night on Sunday and Monday. Last night, Fuzz wanted to see what the fuss was about.
Fuzz tried to charm her way back by kissing Besa, but then....
And Fuzz succeeded in claiming the towel again! Poor Besa! That happened two times too! You'd think Besa would have the clear advantage, but Fuzz is solid. You'll be happy to know that when I woke up last night in the middle of the night, they were both sleeping peacefully together on the towel!
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