Friday, March 22, 2013

Crazy Man

 Kallan's personality is in full swing. I absolutely love seeing his little quirks that he has. These are pictures of a typical day for us: No clue what he's exactly wearing, (the whole ensemble) usually with something crazy like those pants on his head, running around making funny faces, and just being crazy and playing. And I love it. The above pic is what I get now when I tell him to smile for the camera.

Ha his "smile" face once again. He loves to run around with food in his hands because Keg chases him trying to get the food and he thinks it's hilarious.  He's growing up so much, forming sentences now and saying all kinds of words. He has his own sign language he's made up too, along with many facial expressions. He's so spirited and full of engergy, and completely all boy. Daddy's boy to be exact. He has to help dad with whatever he's doing. I love it. I love him. I love the crazy. :)
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