Firstborn

This is the face of a rapidly developing little boy. Who has amazing hand-eye coordination and a scary sense of direction (Finn could get a stranger to the Island to drive him to the park from Papa and Nana's house).



Who is liking preschool more and more. Who speaks Spanish with a lisp and sounds like a little Spaniard, much to the chagrin of his Latino spanish teacher (he is fluent in Spanish already, which is incredibly impressive to me, but I suppose their little brains are sponges at this stage).

Who loves his grandparents and parents lots and lots and who is learning to love his baby sister lots and lots too. 

Who rides ferries and manages to capture the attention and hearts of almost everyone he meets. (The only person he didn't impress was the lady trying to sleep next to the knitting lady who Finn was flirting with). Who has his parent's hearts wrapped around his little pinky.