They are old fashioned and he LOVES THEM!! Blocks. Good old wooden blocks.
Stacking (by the height of the stack, obviously Mom is helping.)
He thinks snow is AWESOME! Untill it get's in his glove of course. He wouldn't go far from my side, but he loved to touch it. 
His sidekick.
The anticipation is more than they can handle. If ever I need a moment of peace while Hector is gone somewhere, all I have to do is say "Gabe! Where's Dad? I think I here him! GO look out the window!" And off he runs, with Toby on his heels. ( I do not do this on week long trips, that is just cruel!)
I hear him Mom! He's almost here!
DADDY! Your back! ( doubt Gabe gets this excited when I'm gone, oh well, we can't all be a favorite can we?)
Wow, did I really do it? Am I REALLY raising a gorgeous, sweet boy who ACTUALLY cleans up after himself? I hope so! He loves to help me wipe up the kitchen.
Obviously we are not baking these for lack of treats in our house. As you can see by the large doughnut in Gabes mouth, Dad keeps out supply running high. These were for something else, I forget what.... Oh well, Gabe had lots of fun!
This is the only power tool he is allowed to touch. Quite embarrassing for a big boy I'm sure. ( By the way, the one sock thing is the new look of the season!;)
Mmmmmm! Worth the wait! No Aunt Cindy, we did not put them back in the batter after they were licked, in fact Gabe would not let them out of his sight. They turned out great by the way!
Okay, when you have a child, a little seed of guilt is planted in your heart. Every time your child is harmed in any way that seed sprouts and roots and your guilt gets worse and worse. Well, as you probably saw on our family blog, Gabe had minor surgery last week. And though he is all better, I am not. He really was back to normal within a couple hours, but those hours that he was groggy and mad and sleepy and hurting were horrible for Hector and I too. Needless to say, I now have a whole bushel of guilt. So, the day after surgery we went to Toys-R-US. Maybe I can buy back good feelings? This is what Gabe got. HE LOVES IT. I highly recommend it. We play hide and seek for hours in it. And I am slowly trimming my hedges.
I call this his "Blue Steel". It is his mean look. And can be done on command.
Okay.... that's one way of getting in...
Ahhh, Halloween. We had to decide between a Giraffe or an Elephant. He can make and Elephant noise... but a Giraffe is so much more fitting right? We thought so. He loved his over stuffed tummy and bum! The frog next to him has also escaped the zoo...
DO you not see the candy in my hand Mom? Well.... what are you waiting for???
Gabe is obviously struggling to grasp the concept of waiting to eat the candy until you get home. He thinks that if he does not eat it right now, that it will magically disappear.
Isn't Mom the cutest Safari Guide you have ever seen? ;) Right. But it was fun!
Gabe and Dallas, coming back from a quick trip to the neighbors for a refill on candy.
Gabe and Cousin Brinley. I am not sure why but Brinley takes extra interest in whatever Gabe is doing. He certainly doesn't mind and I think Brinley feels a nice sense of control when she is around him. (don't know where she inherited that from)
Present time! I am not sure you have any idea what your goal is here, or what the box is that you just took the paper off of, but you LOVE to rip the wrapping paper! Forget the toys! Bring on the paper!
With a little help from cousin Adam, the paper is coming off.
Aunt Laura, showing Gabe how the basket ball hoop works. Your a natural, dude!
Here is Gabe with all his birthay gifts, the dump truck is definatly his favorite. Gabe never left it alone whole night, and still, a few days later, it is his favorite toy.
We had a sports themed party for Gabe's big Numero Uno! I made him a 2 layer chocolate cake with a baseball on the top. Friends and family came over and we played and sang happy birthday. Then Gabe got to eat his birthday cake all by himself. At this point, he is just testing the water, you know, see if I jump for a wipee the moment his fingers touch the frosting?
He's so cute, isn't he?
