Snapshots from our week:

There was a time when Hooper was more into the trash can than his toys. He’s still into the trash cans, trust me, but he’s also discovering the mounds of toys in his room. He’s hell bent on learning how this little vintage Mickey winds. He hasn’t got the dexterity quite yet // Papa likes to call this cuddle time. I call it the let me distract you with YouTube videos on my phone so I can enjoy your little body in this crevice here I made for you. Either way, it’s time enjoyed on both ends // We listened to records. Lots of Mellow Yellow in celebration of Hooper’s apparent favorite color, “weyow” // Bath time is always a good time. If I could photograph babies in the bath for the rest of my life, I think I’d be totally content. No matter how many pictures I’ve taken of him in the bath, they are all different. Definitely one of my favorite times to grab my camera. Keeping my camera dry, on the other hand, now therein lies the challenge // We read some books. Of course Hooper found the one book with a broom in it // Hooper played with the remotes, a daily rite of passage. I cannot tell you how many times Willy has come home and asked me why I’m recording the news in Spanish or the direct TV information channel // Hooper found a hidden toy. It was hidden because it does not belong to him. It’s a gift awaiting to be given. He will be sad to see it go // I found the most perfect vintage plastic bowls. You may remember when my hunt started a while back. They are Hooper-proof, it says so on the bottom: Unbreakable // But those dishes in the dishwasher you see above, they are breakable, and a very little human would like nothing more than to grab one and throw it right off of the rack.

Happy Friday!