That’s L.A.’s nickname around our house these days since his practice steps always involve his hands either straight out in front of him or stretched way up in the air.
Ugh… don’t you just want to squeeze that little tushy?
Oh, and here’s proof we’re still living in the land of incoming molars. The hands are always in his mouth.
I have some client sessions coming up in the next few days, so I’ll be sharing some things other than just my little guy. Happy Friday everyone!