These photos have nothing to do with Mother’s Day other than, since it’s Mother’s Day, I took the time to finish editing some of them. Cohen really doesn’t sit still anymore. At all. That is, unless you put him in the grass. He wasn’t too sure what to think of it, and when I walked out and saw him sitting so nicely, I knew I needed to take advantage of that. In fact, I am now thinking of bringing a piece of sod, just large enough for his little hiney, into the house. Things would be so much easier if I could find a way to keep him in one place for longer than two seconds!
He is constantly crawling on something, falling and hurting himself. And no matter where she is in the house, if you hear Cohen crying, you will immediately hear, “I didn’t do anything!” from Rory. And I actually believe her. If Cohen is crying, you can bet that 99% of the time it is self-induced.
He thinks I’m pretty funny!
I don’t know why, but he is always doing everything with that middle finger stuck out.
That or, his hand is in his mouth, creating an even bigger puddle of drool beneath him.