It's been a while since I have blogged. Bryson has one of his molars out. We just noticed that today, and he got a black eye, that was self inflicted. He is walking like crazy and getting into everything possible to mankind and I go crazy when he gets into the toilet. His favorite place to get into is the bottom drawers that have the Tupperware in them and he likes to take them out and get inside the drawer. I don't think that the drawer will work the same when he is done with it. Baylee has been in this thing were she repeats everything that I say, and sometimes it's not always good. I'm only human. She has been in this really lovey dovey stage too. She has to give you five hugs and six slobbery kisses in the time frame of five minutes. It's been really sweet and wet.
