Logan is 17 months old, as of tomorrow. The time is just zipping by. I saw him today when I went to my mom's for a Mother's Day dinner, made by my sister. During the car ride there, Logan said my name, and pointed at me when asked, "Who's Barbara?" He said my name over and over. I was thrilled to death.
Didn't take any great pics today. Sometimes it's hard to catch that special moment. But anyway, he makes any pic the cutest. So here is a photo-update of my great-nephew.
He has taken to petting trees, and saying "hi tree"... as he's been taught to be a tree lover by my sister, who we call "Tree."
enjoying baked ziti