His bathtime mohawk. We always try to see how high we can make it go. 
He's wearing my scarf.
Reading a book. He loves to read.
Ready for a dreamful night sleep.
Eating dinner all by himself. It was a HUGE mess but he did pretty good.
One Sunday evening Jeremy and I were folding clothes and Johnathan comes and sits beside me. He fell right to sleep. He must have worn himself out.
He loves to play in our baskets, boxes, whatever he can find to fit in.
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