We had some fun waving at breakfast this morning:)
We had a pretty good weekend. Friday night we hosted our small group at our house, which I love doing. In order to better accommodate our guests, Hubby T and I decided to take down the baby gates that normally limit Baby B's mobility around the downstairs. In the process of taking the gates down, this happened -
Okay, I know the picture is a bit blurry, so allow me to translate. The paint stuck to the edge of the baby gate post, and the dry wall stuck to the paint. When we removed the gate, the paint and dry wall came with it! Ahh!! And now we have a hole in our wall. Lovely.
On a more positive note, we received the professional pictures we had taken of Baby B on Friday night, including our first family portrait!!
I know it's a bit silly to take a picture of another picture, but I'm so happy to finally have a family picture of the three of us in our home. I can't wait to get frames for the rest of the pictures because they turned out so well!! All the credit goes to this awesome friend.
My biggest worry about this weekend was the daylight savings time change. As all mothers who have lived through a daylight savings time change know, babies do not react well. They wake up whenever they want to wake up, regardless of what the clock says. Since Baby B has been waking up around 5:15 lately, I figured it was inevitable that I would be woken up at 4:15 this morning by my very loud baby. And I was right. We let him babble in his crib till 4:45 (and by we I mean me because Hubby T is a heavy sleeper, I try not to hold it against him). Then I brought him into our bed to feed him and - Alleluia - he fell back asleep! It was a minor miracle that all 3 of us were still in bed at 6:30 this morning.
And, just because no blog post is complete without a couple more pictures of Baby B...this is what he wore to church today!
Ignoring the drool spots, I love baby sweater vests:) All he needs is a pair of baby glasses and he could be a little college professor!
I wish words could accurately describe this moment last night. He thought it was funny to pound on his tummy, kind of like Tarzan. What a silly boy:)
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