Rock: Cuteness Epitomized

It has been quite the week for little Rock. He's learned how to get whatever he wants from DeAndra by crawling over to her and looking up at her with his baby blues.

One of his big accomplishments this week is that he finally decided to pick up the game of golf. He really seems to like my clubs because they are hard and cold on his little tiny teeth buds in his gums. He'll learn to swing the clubs soon enough, but right now he is synergizing with them. Feeling the mojo of the clubs.

DeAndra was working on her favorite hobby, the laundry, and left a basket full of warm, clean clothes fresh from the dryer when Rock crawled on over and made himself a cozy little bed. The only problem was that he had no idea how to get out, but Mommy didn't mind that very much.


Here's some more pictures of Rock's awesome cuteness. The little guy is going to be a lady killer, so ladies beware.


The little guy is still mind melding with his Louisville Slugger and building a strong understanding with the bat. All classically good hitters do this.
DeAndra is trying to let Rock learn to feed himself. Her master plan is to have him feeding himself and then cleaning himself. Then, if everything comes to fruition, by Christmas he will be driving me to school in the morning while she cuddles with her mountain of pillows under the blankets until Rock comes home with an Egg McMuffin, a sausage biscuit a stack of delicious hotcakes and an orange juice for his Mommy. All part of the plan.







Just so people understand the magnitude of the cute monster that we are dealing with, here's a video fo the little going showing that he knows that the tears will get him his way.

And here's another shot of Rock achieving his mastery of golf, once he learns to get the clubs out of the bag.

And here's the little guy cheating at his basketball game