the melt is on

... and I can share (some things on) my plate with Alasdair. good times. he's definitely getting over the gaggy mcgaggerson affliction. it all started last week when he developed the 'michael jordon,' as Lucky so appropriately dubbed it. long tongue, fully exposed. I thought he had a sore in the back of his throat. an anxious mama, so I am. he was merely figuring his tongue out, and has since been able to eat, mush, swallow larger chunks of avocado, banana, sweet potato, cottage cheese---ah, it's lovely, and he's definitely enjoying it.
on another exciting bit: my mama, honey, entered the MTC yesterday. ben, alasdair and I will be able to see her on Saturday, p-day. alasdair and I went to boise for nearly two-and-a-half weeks. whip. that was a long time... a much enjoyed time, but a little too long to be away from papa.
AHHHH.... just remembered some other major news: alasdair is walking, steadily, quickly... it's crazy and frankenstein. little sweetie. he makes a funny grimace as he walks, too... the 'focus face.'
though I do have a lot more to share and say, it's time to prepare some dinner. so, I'll leave it at: to be continued...