baby be mine

I love this kid.
I love this camera.
I love this yard.
I love this night.

Oh, and I love my sister too.
But what I don't get...
Why do I, the COOL aunt, have to attack for my kisses, but he sweetly gives them to her?

The little turkey

I'm having way too much fun being an aunt.  This is undoubtedly  the best role I've had so far in life.

I love how he blows kisses.   I love his animal noises... What does a kitty say?  "Eeeeeow!"  His sense of humor is highly developed, and his laugh is extremely contagious.  He is infinitely fascinating.  Every day is a new discovery.  I have no idea how his Mama keeps up with him, he doesn't sit still for two seconds.

I was just getting ready to savour a cookie the other day, when up comes a little wiggling hand.... "Peas, peas, peas, tookie peas."  Pretty hard to resist such sweet persistence.

A little preacher in training?