He really hates clothes

Run Raja. Run.

My receptionist

Tor was sitting quietly in the corner, which obviously made me suspicious. I walked over and realized he had gotten a hold of my phone. As I looked closer I realized he had just declined a call from my creative manager. Thanks bud...I didn't want to take that one anyways.

Lunch got a bit out of control. I'll need a fire hose to get him clean!

It makes working a bit hard, but it's still the best

Yelling at Kelly

On days I work from home we watch the news and then the TV goes off. This morning I was busy and accidentally left it on when the news ended. Kelly and Michael came on. Toren sat down in front of it and started talking/yelling at them.

It's cool Toren, I think Kelly is annoying too.

Dog park with Jenn and Liv. Toren yelled at every dog there.

Working from home...he's the office assistant...and feels the need to contribute to all of my conference calls this morning. Thanks bud...

When breakfast gets really messy, the day begins with a bath

Toren is very skeptical of new people. He stares them down for an awkward amount of time until he (usually) decides he likes them.

Tor met Katie this weekend! They became buds.

Toy of the day: the top of the salad spinner

This kid seems to think he knows how to use a phone...

The pincher

Parenting fail!

He was running around with a cat toy made up of a stick and string. He fell on it and it went right in his mouth. Bloody lip, super swollen (as you can see in this pic). Aunt Em warned us about this. Parenting fail!

He ripped off his bib and pulled his shirt over his head. Tor has declared it 'no shirt Sunday'...for him at least...not the rest of us

Deep thoughts...and perhaps the start of a mullet

Just another trip to Target

Taking on the stairs by himself

Learning to write. We have a lefty!

I made Tor eggs but all he wanted was my green drink. What a mess! He lost it when I tried to take it away. We have a green monster on our hands.

Pickle man

Tor had a mouth dangerously full of pickle. I made the mistake of sticking my finger in there to get some out. He chomped on my finger. I screamed. He screamed. Pickle went everywhere. And now we both smell like pickle.

The many ways to read The Foot Book

Wednesday night jam session

Veeery skeptical of these mannequins

Toren!

Chasing birds, chasing waves

Coffee and breakfast picnic | Venice Beach

Walking around. Wrapped up in a cord. Favorite activity. Not mommy-approved.

Griffith Park Observatory | LA