Hanging around

Nothing too exciting lately. Although, now that Connor can crawl where he'd like to go, I keep finding him in Cooper's toy basket. My living room is just a baby circus with all the toys/entertainers/etc. and Cooper has a small basket of old, dirty toys that he has grown an attachment to. Mr. Connor apparently finding Coop's toys way more fun than his, because at least once or twice a day he scoots his way over into Cooper's basket. Yesterday was the last straw...I found him with Coop's squeaky dog (his FAVORITE toy that is just coated with filth and dirt) in his hand and headed toward his mouth! Ughh!! Looks like Coop's toy basket will be relocating or each individual toy will be lysol-ed to death on a regular basis!

"Look at all these new toys, Mom!"

I finally broke down and bought one of those plastic bibs with the pouch for Connor's meal times. They aren't expensive or anything...just always thought they looked kinda dorky--oversized and well, just dorky. Well, dorky or not, it keeps him clean and I don't have to keep running his bibs through the wash. We tried it out this morning for breakfast and although it looked like he had a smock on ready to get his hair cut at the Barber Shop, it kept him clean and caught quite a few food pieces before they sailed to the ground for Cooper. Yay for staying clean, but sorry Coop for less 'food sharing'.

His breakfast plate is there for photo purposes only.
It would have been flipped over and on the ground if I wasn't standing by!