Photo booth
Today I showed Darian that my phone can take pictures of us while we look at the screen. He thought it was sooooo cool. He kept doing different poses and smiling at the photos we took. And then he absolutely melted my heart when he turned and kissed me for one of the photos. Because I hadn’t given him that idea and he just did it, I thought it was the most precious thing ever. I of course kissed him in the next picture. What a sweetheart.
We went out for Armenian food for dinner. I LOVE Armenian food. I used to eat it almost every day in high school. Can’t get enough of that garlic sauce. Below is a picture of my handsome husband and my baby playing with a knife.
We switched out that knife for a fork, and I burst out laughing when Darian tried to scoop up some food and it went flying over his shoulder. And that was all the encouragement he needed, he started tossing up food left and right. My bad.
Darian was definitely the life of the party tonight. Besides the food flying everywhere at the end, he was really well behaved tonight. He’s learning more and more what is acceptable and what isn’t.
Well, maybe.
