Sittin’ in the Bumbo

Boland graduated from his swing to his Bumbo seat. I normally sit him beside me on the counter while I cook dinner {insert my husband saying, “and when would that be?!?”} so that I can keep an eye on him and the other kids won’t crash into him as they’re running circles around the house. Sometimes his sister finds her way up the bar stool and onto the counter, and while she doesn’t knock him over, she sure does annoy the you-know-what out of him. But always makes sure to throw in a few poses for the camera.