Cheerio Soup with Love

I've recently hired on a sous-chef for some help in my kitchen.
His strengths:  emptying cupboards and cookbook shelves faster than anything I've ever seen,

taste-testing,
"helping" stir,
jabbering and making pleasant company,
and,
 last but not least,
making cheerio soup.

Concentrating hard.

Tasting before adding more seasoning.

Stirring, stirring, stirring.

Sometimes hands are the best tools.

And there ya have it, folks.  Cheerio Soup.

When he's not slaving away in the kitchen,
he can be found intently watching snow plows and maintenance vehicles.

Or having the time of his life in the bathtub.

Or jabbering expressively.

Or laughing with Daddy.

Or "accidentally" taking a step or two before getting down and crawling.
(Unless he's using his push-toy, in which case he races across the room!)

Or making monkey sounds ("Ah ah ah!").
Or car sounds ("Oooph, ooooph.").

Or insistently feeding himself...but I have to say, he's surprisingly good at using his fork and spoon!

(He always crosses his legs...high chair, carseat, etc.)

And most of the time,
you'll find him smiling...
and making his mama smile!