Our son is a nut.

Lately, one of Cole's favorite activities has been to close all four doors leading to our bedroom hallway, so he's locked in the (small) hallway in the dark, then scream like a banshee at the top of his lungs while running back and forth. At least it's totally baby-proof in there, so we can relax or get other things done around the house while he's doing it.

Then there's this:








(thanks to Grandma for the cool Elton John-like glasses, they're a hit). He put these on himself, if you can't tell.






And, if you need further proof that our son's a nut, here's how we spent the morning:



I swear, what he's wearing (or not wearing) was entirely his doing.