Mommy's Helper and a Photo Shoot

I was folding laundry today and Marshall kept reaching for the basket. I ended up putting him in the basket to "help" me match the socks. I ended up just taking lots of pictures of him playing in the basket. I still haven't matched the socks, but I did get some cute pictures.









so silly!

Happy Valentine's Day

To all of you too far away for hugs...He'd hug you if he could!


Marshall would like to say, "Happy Valentine's Day. I love you."

Crazy Hair

Scott gave Marshall a bath the other night while I fixed dinner. This is what I saw when he brought him out. :)

Just some cute pics...didn't think you'd mind

Here we go again.

You may recall Marshall's RSV diagnosis a few weeks ago. I thought we were passed that and definitely feeling better. Yesterday it all started again. He has the runny nose, watery eyes, and hacking cough again. I was going to wait and see if it got better over the next several days since he has his six month well-baby check on Monday, but I may need to bring him in sooner. The poor kid can't seem to catch a break.



resting with his snuggly bear rug

Booty

We usually put Marshall in a one piece blanket sleeper for bed, however, we have had some very warm weather lately (74 degrees yesterday) so we switched it up a little. Last night we put him to bed in a thinner cotton two piece pajama set. Scott and I were ready to head to bed and I went to check on him before we turned in for the evening. I cracked up when I looked in his crib. Apparently as he was scooting around and getting cozy, his pants slid down a bit. This is what we found...

Proud Papa

Apparently to TRULY be a Crawford, you must LOVE basketball. I-Pa and Nana got Marshall his first basketball goal for Christmas in order to instill the love of the game. He hasn't been able to do much with it until this week. I brought out the goal and the balls and let's just say, he TRULY is a Crawford. Scott was oh so proud of his little man. Marshall was amazed at his mad b-ball skills. He cannot yet hit the three's like his daddy, he'll work on that. (FYI: Scott had 7 threes at his game last night! I'm the proud wifey! If he ever called me that, I'd kill him!) Enjoy the pictures of the future Vinnie Johnson.