Cougar absolutely loves spaghetti. I absolutely love his face when he's done. (As long as he doesn't smear it on anything) It reminds of the early days of solid food and having carrots or something clear up to his eyebrows.
Cougar built his very own fort the other day. There was no help from anybody. When he called me into his room to look at it, he was lying under the white thing (which is a guardrail we use to keep him from falling out of bed at night) with his head on the green horse. He even moved his big box of blocks which is super heavy, I can barely lift it when I'm not prego.
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