Acrobatics and Kickboxing

Tristan’s sitting here on the couch, behind Kirin, who’s on the floor. He’s desperately trying to kick her in the back of the head, and seems to be getting frustrated that he doesn’t quite have the reach. Wonder what she did to deserve that. Perhaps he’s jealous, as he knows he will not get to partake (directly at least) in the Deep Fried Cajun Turkey we’ve ordered from KFC for Thanksgiving. (Yeah, we’re lazy, but c’mon. Deep fried turkey, how can you go wrong.)

Also: tomorrow marks three months of babytasticness. 

Also also: we’ve taken to occasionally putting Tristan in the middle of the seat in the couch – there’s a depression in the back, and it generally holds him up in place, so he can sorta sit.   Which worked fine, until tonight, when he’s managed to tuck his shoulder and roll onto his stomach, twice.  Troublemaker.

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