Block party.

In the mornings while Katie and I are primping for work (mostly her), we let O-Max play on our bed. The other morning his toy of choice was wooden blocks. He sits up for a while, then just gives in to his nemesis gravity, falling over onto the cushy bed. He laughs, then lets out a big sigh. Our little Weeble-Wobble.
(Psst. Check out Owen's rad shirt.)