Rock gets to do what he wants. Kick back and watch some baseball. "You're not going to tell Mom, are you? We're cool, right?"
Oh, I should probably warn you that there are lots of pictures in this post. That's because I get two constant complaints about the blog: one, too much of me in it. Two, not enough pictures of Rock. So here you go.
Rock has started experimenting more with 'real' foods, if you call rice cereal and plain oatmeal real food. He loves to eat, and of course we all know that he had to get that from his Mommy.
Oh, I should probably warn you that there are lots of pictures in this post. That's because I get two constant complaints about the blog: one, too much of me in it. Two, not enough pictures of Rock. So here you go.
Rock has started experimenting more with 'real' foods, if you call rice cereal and plain oatmeal real food. He loves to eat, and of course we all know that he had to get that from his Mommy.
Rock is becoming more mobile everyday. We leave him in the middle of the room and we come back two minutes later and he has rolled and scooted himself into a corner. Then he expects Daddy to come swooping in and save him. I'm cool with that, as long as it ends before he is a teenager.
Another one of his latest fetishes is cords. He loves electric cords, shoe strings and hoodie drawstrings. When he gets a hold of one he just goes to town.
Last week Cheeks Noorda and Emma McKee had a little pool party. Rock was pretty excited to show off his beach body, until he felt the cold water. Cold water isn't his favorite.
Rock is getting pretty good at sitting up, and so we let him chill on the couch and watch ESPNBaby all he wants. Special thanks to Amy for the outfit!