Towers!

So, while I was cooking diner, Rowan was over by the pantry cabinet, and I figured he was just emptying it out, like usual. Instead, when I went around to check, he was building towers, as much as 5 Ravioli containers high, it was like he had a little fort. He was perfectly happy, and even let me leave the room to go get the real camera.





I asked him to say cheese, and got this smile and a "eese!"





This was dinner immediately afterwords. Yes, there is pasta in his hair. I think his head still smells like butter.



And watching a show before bedtime. Apparently, he's watched us put our feet up on the coffee table, and thought it was a good idea!