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Life is Hard

 Looking @ a book....life is still good
 But I am quite FAT...so maybe I should do some push ups....
 ummph...this is HARD.....
 Stop taking pictures of this mom....I'll bet you couldn't do it....
 okay, I think I'm doing pretty good on these now....
One more time....THEN I'm gonna quit......

He's been doing these hilarious push up/ lurches forward / swinging on his knees thing.  And he's so fat, it just makes me laugh.  He'll be crawling soon I'm sure. 

Comments

Arla said…
Very Good! Love his expressions.
Luci said…
Love the chubby legs....and the expression on the last picture is priceless.
Shilah Writes said…
Amy, he looks like Gilbert did at my wedding... Cute!
What a cutie, I remember by two youngest doing that,looked so funny....
Gabe n Jenny said…
What a goofy guy ;) -Jmb
Wanda said…
Brooke used to do that, except she was skinny minnie. Ca-ute!
linda said…
how come i never checked out your blog before?? spacey me...! i love your little guy's chubbs!! i know how he feels, too. push ups ARE hard!!:)

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