Baby Joey

Our baby Joey isn't quite so baby any more. He's getting to be quite the little man. He's a walking, climbing champ. In fact, he's such a great little climber that he won't stay off of Mikey's loft/bunk bed and finally fell off the thing. It was a pretty good fall, but I think he was mostly just scared. He was all smiles 15 minutes later.

Mikey loves his brother :)

One of his newest fascinations is with forks. He loves forks. He will eat almost anything he can stab with a fork. How was this discovered? Whenever he ended up in his highchair with a toy in his hands he would attempt to stab his food. Case in point:

After receiving some Motrin for aching teeth, I let him hold on to to the syringe. I filled his tray with bits of french toast or something, but after a minute we all noticed that Joey was stabbing his food with the syringe and putting into his mouth. So cute. :)

We usually provide him with a fork now. But the syringe actually seemed to work pretty well.

There is nothing he will eat more of than noodles and marinara sauce. He can eat more than both his brothers combined. The only problem is the clean up required after.

Oh how I love my Joe. I just can't get enough of him.