Sam and I tried to see who could make the plating look the most gourmet. You decide.
James is getting better and better at his scoot crawling everyday. Saturday night while Sam opened all the windows and doors and I wafted the smoke that was billowing out of our oven away from the screaming smoke detector, James found his way right out the front door. Two lessons learned, one, James can move much faster now, and two, my oven should never be turned to 500 degrees.
Here are a few recent shots of James.
Practicing Sitting (I love these pants)