This seems to be how most pictures of Anson turn out lately...slightly blurred because he's always moving.
Can't believe he's already a year old.
He's so different than when he was born.
We dropped off the Seattle Children's Hospital quilts to our neighbor last night so they could be delivered.
That will take a post of it's own, but Anson made it into lots of pictures because it turns out it's almost impossible to keep him off them.
He finally got a new haircut a couple days ago. I'm mostly only competent at buzz cuts, but I just couldn't cut his hair that short yet...so he's got this pseudo-bowl cut until we go see Grandma Laurie for a touch-up. The blue mouth lasted for hours.
Maybe if tomorrow isn't too crazy we'll have a fun cake to show you soon.