... and Mace is a new man! I came into his room this morning to find this:
and immediately thought "Oh shit. Time to lower the crib".
But my word, was he ever proud that he'd figured out how to go from laying down to sitting up on his own! He kept looking at me and making little shrieking noises like "Holy crap! Holy crap! Momma, look at me! Look what I can do!".
The big reason why nothing particularily zany (who says zany anymore? Thats right, I do.) happened was because it was a rainy, snowy day in our city and as such Mace and I visited my mom's place. "Grandma Judy" babysits my nephew Keelan full-time so Mason loves hanging out at her place for a little male comradery. Its actually a little weird because Keelan, who's 4 months older, beats the ever-loving crap out of him any chance he gets. But I guess I'm ok with that?
Here's Keelan and Mason ... can you tell they're related?
Mason sat at a big boy table for the first time ever! He seemed to enjoy it, and kept kicking Keelan as often as he could.
We busted out the old-school Fisher Price toys that my mom kept from when I was a kid. Mace rocked out spinnin' the wheels of steel for all of us.
Awww, so sweet.
But no visit with Cousin Keelan would be complete without him sitting on Mason at least once.