Baby Fat

Yesterday I noticed that the "bracelets" or rolls of fat on Littl'un's wrists are starting to disappear. The pudge on his ankles has been gone for some time now, but somehow it's those soft little wrists that says "baby." And they're almost gone, now.
He's pretending to blow bubbles through a tennis racquet right now. And now he's smacking a giant bouncy ball with it while yelling "Boom boom boom!" Okay, now he's trying to whack our dog with aforementioned racquet-- gotta go!