Cinnamon Rolls



 I just realized that it's been quite a while since I have updated this blog. I felt like it wasn't that long ago but suddenly I realized it's actually about mid-November, which means I have 8,000 things to do and only 24 hours in a day.  Ugh!  I have been staying busy lately and this is one of the first things that gets neglected. One of the things I wish I did more was to write down all the cute things Tristan does.  Every day he gets a little bigger and he stops doing the little baby things that make my heart melt.... little things like being able to climb on the sofa.  He used to be too little to do it himself so he had to drag a pillow or toy over to get up.  Now he is big enough he just swings a leg up and he is on.  It breaks my heart.  When did he get so big??

He is really good at communicating to me what he wants.  He loves to grab my fingers and drag me everywhere.  He pats his bum when he needs a new diaper.  He can say quite a few words and we have a list of games we play together.  He laughs all the time.  He has a special relationship with that kitchen chair-it's one of his best friends.  He has gotten to be amazing at pushing it around and getting it in the right position to get into anything he wants.  

Why can't he just be a baby forever?  I just want to freeze time and keep this little squirrel right where he is.  Today he watched me roll out cinnamon rolls while he had lunch.  As soon as he was done eating he climbed up on his chair and did exactly everything he saw me do.  He dumped the entire cup of flour out and spread it all over the table.  He tried to get the lid off the cinnamon container but it was a little too tough. After a bit he got bored and decided to take his new toys to go play in his room.   He kills me.  I'll probably find the measuring cup in the blanket drawer.   Or in the closet.