Eric, Kayla, Ben and I

Since G kept crawling out of his pants, Daddy invented a fix! Onesie OVER the jeans!
G and Great Grandpa Henry
Eric, Kayla, Ben and I

Since G kept crawling out of his pants, Daddy invented a fix! Onesie OVER the jeans!
G and Great Grandpa Henry
Griffin has a new FAVORITE toy -- Tucker! He follows him around and laughs at everything he does. One night before bathtime, we were playing with Tucker and Tuck was running in circles and "motorboating" around the house (running crazily with his butt low to the ground and his tail tucked between his legs -- hence "motorboating"). Well Griff thought this was the most hilarious thing he has ever seen -- and again, his laughing fit made the rest of us crack up. So, so enteraining and adorable.
G really wishes he would play with him 24/7, but even Tucker needs his breaks.
G and Grandpa Bill
G and Momma!
Bouncin'
G and Grandma Cathy
One of the only times Griff gets fussy is when he is getting dressed...he really despises it and generally the entire process turns into a wrestling match.

Clothes stink!
Who needs a bounce house when you have an air mattress?



Griff is very into drinking from cups and glasses. He does not like the sippy cups with handles, but instead would rather drink from water bottles or other big-boy glasses. He will reach for ANY drink on the table...and he is seriously FAST. My reflexes, in turn, are becoming more developed!
He really, really wanted Momma's beer...
Good thing it was empty! (promise)
And, if Tucker is Griffin's new toy....Griffin is Darby's new toy. Darby loves to try to play with Griffin and lick his face. Not to mention with Griffin around there are a lot more toys to play with! Dobber also enjoyed playing with Darby...for a few minutes, at least, until Dobber decided to fake a paw injury to cover up the fact that he can't keep up with a four-month old puppy anymore. Dobber had us all worried and doting on him for an entire evening, night, and morning - he wouldn't put any weight whatsoever on his paw and cried much of the night. The next morning he was still "injured"...until more company came over for Thanksgiving dinner and he decided the act was simply too much to keep up with...all of a sudden he was entirely fine, and even went for a three-mile walk that evening. Faaaaker!Though this picture doesn't show it ("pouty face" is one of his new fav expressions), Auntie Kayla and Uncle Eric brought Griff some fun Christmas gifts because we won't get to see them on Christmas. He loves them -- especially his Eeyore. Thanks Auntie K and Uncle E!