My Littlest Buddy

Keith came to town this weekend and brought Brayden with him. Wow, at 4 months he's huge!

Keith's sister Bridgette wanted to take him to a pumpkin patch for a picture session, but the timing didn't work out. The norther that blew in foiled her plans. Instead she decided to set up a fall theme in the dining room. Although she wanted to dress him in costume, the general consensus was that she shouldn't push her luck.

I had a great time playing with him. He's a pretty laid-back, happy guy. He got a little wiggly but settled down once he got some food in his tummy.

At one point we were walking around the living room, he pulled back, looked straight at me, flashed the biggest smile, and promptly spit up down the collar of my shirt. Missed the burp cloth entirely (actually, he pulled it out of the way first).

Aren't little kids great?