So, I have BIG news. I can crawl and stand myself up. My parents keep setting their expectations low for me so I like to surprise them now and again. On Saturday, daddy was cleaning Leonard's (the bearded dragon) cage. I was on the floor and Leonard ran by me across the living room. Well, I couldn't help myself because I wanted to catch Leonard and pull on his tail. So, i crawled after him across the living room. Mommy and Daddy were shocked. Ever since then I've been a crawling maniac. Not only that but I crawl to the couch and pull myself up. I crawl over to my toy table and pull myself up to play with it. Yup. I'm pretty independent now. I'm working on the walking thing but i'm pretty wobbly. I think it's because I've been digging through the liquor cabinet too much.

On Monday, mommy was changing my stinky diaper. I was trying to escape and since mommy didn't want me to get all dirty after she cleaned me up she let me go. And I got up and crawled away with my naked toosh. Mommy had to chase me to get a diaper on me.

I spent Easter with Grandma and Grandpa Dobbs, Great Gma Shum, and Aunt Kristin and Uncle Bryan, and the Sensemeiers. It was great and everybody got me presents! I'm a very spoiled little boy.

Mommy and Daddy let me stay up late all week going to all of the church services. I started thinking church was part of my bedtime routine. I was a very good boy during all of the services. I liked to hear the Good News about what Jesus did for me. It was definitely worth celebrating.

Okay. Well it is time for me to go back to sleep.

Love,

Little a (for ankle biter)

It's been just mommy and I for a whole week now! Daddy is away in DC with Aunt Kristin and Uncle Bryan. I've been keeping mommy busy, but it's been a lot of fun. Today we took and hour walk, went to Target & Portillos and went outside to blow bubbles. So, I'm pretty fearless but there are a few things that scare the pants off me. First, mommy has a big black pilates ball that I will jump with fright and start crying if I see it move. Second, if I touch a tree or a branch I also jump and start crying. Today mommy laid a blanket outside for me to sit on so we could blow bubbles. She tried to set me down but I grabbed her for dear life and started screaming. You see, I am also scared of grass. Mommy tried to show me that it was okay and touched the grass herself, but even her touching it scared me. Okay, don't get me wrong. I'm not a scaredy cat. I would slam my fingers in a door, laugh at a dog barking in my face and touch something hot any day of the week. I'm just not a huge fan of nature at this point.

Two days ago I had my first temper tantrum. Mommy had no idea what was wrong with me, but wasn't it obvious..I wanted to be difficult. Sometimes a boy just needs to let his aggression out. Mommy tried to play with me, walk me, rock me and I just screamed and screamed and became a wet noodle. Mommy let me be in my room for a few minutes to "work it out." And when she came back in I was just so happy to see her I forgot what I was upset about. Hmm..Oh well.

I am getting in my last two teeth before my molars. I now have eight teeth in total. And I like to eat cheerios! Mommy is going to bring them to church tomorrow to keep me quiet.

So, mommy tells me I'm going to find out at the end of the month if I'm going to get a little brother or a little sister in September. I hope it's a boy because girls have cooties. Oh well I'll try not to beat them up too much either way.

Okay, back to sleep for me.

Adam