I thought I was prepared for what was to come with Garrett, what with him being a third child and a second boy. But as in most things in life... boy was I wrong. Garrett is a baby of his own breed.He never stops going... our little energizer bunny. Instead of jabbering, my son growls... growls when he's hungry.... growls while going after a ball... growls when he's happy, angry, excited or hungry. I've become quiet a interpreter of caveman-ese.
The thoughts I had of a clean house... hmmm..... what is a clean house? Garrett empties my cabinets, tables, she
lves at least twice a day. Today for example, he dumped a cup of water on himself, a cup of milk (after I thought I had moved everything out of reach), and then knocked a toy into my can of soda.... yes, I was so excited I had found a carbonated drink! and it was one of those days when I really needed a drink, any drink.... he knocked it all over the ground....
sigh... the joy of being a mother!Since he took his first steps 3 weeks ago, he's been going none stop.... actually since he started crawling he's been this way.
So beware KK, Makka and Mom, my lil' inquisitive monster will be everywhere and anywhere he can fit and discover everything he can!

But it is fun to have such an active baby, I can't say that I've expected anything else... with his older siblings, what could I expect? And on the plus side I don't see him dropping a nap anytime soon. Play hard.... Sleep hard!!! Whooo Hoooo.... Let's hear it for 7 o'clock bed time!!!
