The one where I turn a half year old and go to Minneapolis

Holy frijoles!  1/2 year old already!  I’m catching up to the rest of you punks!

I’m still not crawling but I’m in the 97th percentile for length and 92nd percentile for my head diameter.  I blame my Daddy for both, but he says I should be thanking him for my good basketball player genes.

But Mommy knows that Daddy doesn’t have Basketball player genes.  The best he has is Nintendo Player Jeans…and those are from worn out from the 80’s.

Anyways, as a celebration, we went to Minneapolis….because what screams 1/2 year birthday if not Minneapolis.

Bonus video of me learning how to speak…one spitty syllable at a time…