
NAH! That's not it. I still spend most of my day telling him he is just the cutest thing. (He doesn't understand unless I use a high pitched squeaky baby talk voice.)
(Sorry that is a little fuzzy, but doesn't it catch his essence? Kind of like, yep, I'm growing up and I'm much cooler. Want to play?)
See...he is still our Rudy Patootie.

I'm blaming my new quest to color coordinate his toys.

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