Liam's loud time is 5pm until bedtime. It's not bad loud time, but very endearing. If he is on the floor, he does the superman stance on his belly and shouts and coos. If I am holding him, he climbs up my front and gnaws on my shoulder (note the drool spot) and chatters in a BIG way.
I wish Ian was a more dedicated photographer of our son's antics. This is as good as it gets, folks.
Okay, so I resort to taking a photo of the cuteness and his mom... this is the best I can do. I need a live-in photographer (and a night nanny, a housekeeper, a gardener....)