I strapped Gray into the highchair the other evening in an attempt to trim his hair. I use a spray bottle to wet his hair before I begin trimming. The keys and various other objects I gave him entertained him for the 1st few minutes, and then he caught a glimpse of the spray bottle. If letting him play with the spray bottle would keep him from moving his head as I moved sharp pointy scissors around it than so be it.

At first it was no big thing, and then he figured out how to make it spray water. Most children hate water being splashed, sprayed or poured on their face. Not my kid. This child sprayed water in his face (for fun) for almost 10 minutes. No. Joke.

Did you catch the part where he told the spray bottle “No No”? It’s around 34 seconds in. He turned his head to look at me and I guess his tiny hands have a mind of their own and pressed the trigger and sprayed him. Hehe. He even would hand me the spray bottle, because he wanted me to spray water in his face.

Oh the things kids find entertaining. We finally made him stop, because it looked like his little eyes were turning red. I emptied the spray bottle and now he walks around the house and “tries” to spray water in his face. Crazy kid.

Since my SIL and nephews came later in the day; Thanksgiving kind of became the “Grayson Show”. No…seriously. Watch this video my dad made from Thanksgiving this year. It is literally 90% Grayson’s face. His cousins make an appearance towards the end of the video.

My apologies to those of you who are not interested in random videos of a toddler laughing into a video camera. He was just too funny in this video, not to post it.

If these videos of my chipmunk cheeked son doesn’t put a smile on your face then I don’t know what will. There is nothing as sweet and as hilarious as a baby cracking up. Throw some HUGE cheeks on top of that laughter and you’ve got yourself a recipe for the Happies.

I hope your weekend is this full of laughter.

I know, I know…another video. Sorry, but believe me you will want to see this. When Gray sees something that amazes him he says one of two things “woooooow wooow!” or “oooooohhhh!”. This video is of his tiny mouth saying “wooow!”.

P.S. – sorry for the whining at the end. Derek wouldn’t let him play with the computer and I thing Wrigley was getting on his nerves a bit with all the mothering she was doing. (aka – liking his face non-stop)

I know there are a few of you out there that pretty much only read this blog to witness the preciousness that is my offspring (uhhummm…Beth *cough, cough*). Therefore I now present you with a few videos of Grayson being, well…Grayson. (a.k.a. – too cute for words)

The other night at my in-laws Gray figured out how to blow a whistle. I see a bright future for him as a basket ball ref. He is also extremely vain and loves to hear the sound of his own voice so you will also be privileged to him using a cooking funnel as a megaphone.

And here is another video that shows how much this kid dances. He started dancing around 4 months and hasn’t stopped. Now that he is walking all the time he will randomly stop in his tracks just to boogie down.

I left the room for a minute and began to hear loud cackling coming from Gray in the living room. I had no clue what was cracking him up so much and walked in to find him in love with a PBS show called Word World. He thinks it’s hilarious when they build words and the letters bounce. This little laugh of his crack me up. This is the laugh he does when he’s wanting attention. He does this laugh when there are a bunch of adults around and no one is focusing all of their attention on him.

I guess everyone has their own version of funny. My son’s is bouncing letters.

Can we say Class Clown? I can’t wait for all of the notes his teachers will be sending home describing how he acted up in class each day.

Wrigley seems to think Gray is her puppy. She cleans him, protects him from our other dog Cohen even though Cohen wouldn’t hurt a fly, and basically offers herself up to our kid as his own personal rag doll dog.

I swear, sometimes she gives me a look that just screams, “You are not a good momma, I’m a gooder momma than you are. Just ask the 7 puppies I birthed-ded under a trailer in Arkansas and kept alive for two weeks all by myself. Just let me do this. You know I’m better…geez!”

This is a recent video of the sweetness between “Momma Wrigley” and her human puppy, Grayson. It was a rainy day and these two were watching Puppy Dog TV together (aka – looking out the front door). Gray is playing with Wrigs’ DogLeggs, and I’m pretty sure she is trying to signal to him to take them off. She also gives him a few cleansing licks for good measure.

Wrigley has a hurt front elbow currently and has to wear something called DogLeggs for a while to give her elbow some cushion and time to rest. DogLeggs are like Dr. Scholl’s Gel Inserts for puppy dog joints. It’s a great product. So great in fact that, they are custom made for your dog. And whenever you hear the word custom you know there’s going to be a few dollar signs following not too far behind. That’s okay though, I love my dogs and would go deeply into debt to save their lives and/or lessen any pain they might be in. (Sorry honey, pretend you didn’t read that last line.)