Now go to sleep you little child of mine. I wish I had the beauty you hold inside
Now go to sleep you little boy of mine. You make the world a better place to find.

Lyrics by Scott Weiland

I love his face on this picture. He was making a motor boat sound and just really playing with new sounds.

He was teething and very spitty. He was also very proud of himself as he climbed up on the handle of his wagon

 while holding onto a dining room chair. I wanrted him to challenge himself and he really did think he was a big deal.