Not a shocker to all you other stay-at-home moms out there. He’s just at that stage where he wants to explore and test his independence, yet he cannot walk or crawl. Moreover, he is extremely strong and, my guess is, probably weighs around 23 pounds. Therefore, Mommy has to be there at almost every turn or else Houston will get his grubby paws into something that’s off limits and/or bonk his head on our hard floors. Gramsey promises that his head is durable and that he won’t get brain damage, but I’m still looking into purchasing an activity mat that can cushion his frequent falls.

In the meantime, I’m getting very little done around the house, which is a major source of frustration for me, since that is also part of my job. I’m so desperate that Stephen threw out the option of getting a house cleaner to visit every week or two. Ain’t he a sweetie?! We shall see; maybe I’ll have a bit more free time once he can walk, but from everyone tells me, I doubt it. Like I’ve said before, I simply question what planet people are from when they ask me, “Aren’t you bored?”

Anyway, you can now view Houston’s first round of professional photos, which were taken back in November 2007. It’s so funny to look at these old photos and see just how much my big, crazy boy has grown since then. It really is amazing!