Guess Who's Got New Teeth!

Shhhhhhh.... Daddy and Fletcher lounging and reading a good book.











Fletcher used to gaze into Mommy's eyes when she'd hold him. Not anymore, she's only a means to an end -- to check out new sights, but it is a perfect opportunity for her to kiss those cheeks.
















Jabba jaws...












The first official measure of Fletcher -- he's the shortest of of them all -- for now, at least...

















Fletcher and Daddy relaxing after our 6-mile walk in Needwood Park.







Fletcher’s got two new teeth. Well, nubs…

You know we longed for the day when Fletcher would discover he has hands. Well now “these hands” are grabbing everything in sight and we know this is just the beginning. The other day the hands left Mommy bent over in a chair at the kitchen table trying to figure out how to loosen Fletcher’s death grip on a handful of Mommy’s hair. She cleverly dangled a toy that was close by to draw Fletcher’s attention away and he loosened his grip. We figure the teeth will be causing similar “problems” later.

Mommy celebrated her very first Mother’s Day. I wasn’t expecting anything big, but Fletcher managed to get me a Starbucks gift certificate. I’m wondering if he’s trying to prepare me for something – hope not. I’m happy we were blessed with Fletcher and to add the new role “mother” to my life.