** a portrait of my son once a week, every week, for a year **


We spent the weekend at our first festival of the fall and making apple cider.  Also, hair!  Woohoo!  It’s still thin, but you actually appear to have some now.  You have 4 molars poking through your gums, and you drool ALL THE TIME.  Hopefully they stop torturing you and make a true appearance soon.  I’m sure you’d also appreciate being able to chew a little better as well!



** a portrait of my son once a week, every week, in 2014 **


I might just be admitting to being a bad mom, but I love this photo.  You literally try to get your mouth on EVERYTHING.  We have continued to visit parks most every day, and we both love it.  We had a burst of cold air this week and we are all so ready for fall!  You are a pretty good walker now, and getting better at un-even surfaces everyday.  You’re also actually climbing on the playground equipment, instead of just playing with mulch.  It sometimes gives me a scare, but you have to learn somehow.



** a portrait of my son once a week, every week, in 2014 **


We went to Churchill Downs to participate in family day.  You got to ride your first horse and wander around the paddock area surrounded by kids and toys and activities.  We shared a cheeseburger for lunch (you mostly ate the fries) and generally had a grand ol’ time.  Despite how good you’re getting at walking, you’re usually still game to be held.  Uncle Derek came into town to help dada with the new house, and lots of fun was had by all.



** a portrait of my son once a week, every week, in 2014 **


Overnight you became a hand holder, and my heart melted a little more.  You’re suddenly hugging and holding hands, though we’re still working on kisses.  Occasionally you’ll stop walking and raise your hand towards me, refusing to go forward until I provide my hand.  Lately we have made a habit of going to a park after we get home.  It’s mostly been the small one within walking distance, our favorite because we usually have the place to ourselves and the nearby hill and trees blocks the setting sun.  I look forward to many more trips to this park.



** a portrait of my child once a week, every week, for a year **


My crazy little guy.  We have spent many evenings and Saturday afternoons at the new house, watching dada work.  You walk around with abandon, oblivious to all the many things you could hurt yourself with.  I finally figured out to bring the play yard. I put a whole container of toy balls in there with you, and you spent most of your time throwing them out for me to fetch and throw back in.  At least I know there aren’t any nails in there…