It didn’t take Xander too long to wander into the harsh reality of life. No, not paying taxes. He got sick for the first time at the tender age of 11 weeks old. From what I can gather, it’s just a cold, but man, there is a lot of snot going on here. Part of the problem is that he doesn’t really breathe through his mouth yet and the other part is that he hasn’t figured out how to blow his nose yet. You do the math. Needless to say, he gets mighty grumpy when his ability to breathe freely is impaired.

He is taking it all in stride though. When distracted from his snot issues, he still manages to go through his regular assortment of grins, coos, and smirks. I think that’s hilarious, but it seems to be saddening to his mom and grandma.

And as another first, it’s the first time he’s communicated a disease to another person. Target: mom. So now I’m shacking up with a pair of germ factories. So this is how he decides to pay her back for all that she’s done for him. Brilliant!