Daycare is working out.
Milking is an issue.
The biggest one I have going.
Mornings are hard.
Especially the last two because Jake and Dave are away.
Nicholas is rivaling Jacob for the title of Best Baby Ever now that he's past the Sundowning Weirdness at dinner/bed time, for the most part.
And he's cutening up some as evidenced in the following photos taken via camera phone yesterday:
He's losing that newborn awkwardness, which is supposed to be really sad but I'm totally okay with it. He's getting super big. That's a 9-12 month onesie on him. I don't think he's obnoxiously long or heavy but he's constantly busting out of his clothes. His head is big. Good thing I like the looks of it.
We spent Valentine's Day Night together, Nick and I. I ate a box of Kraft Dinner mixed with a block of frozen chopped broccoli and watched Ruby Sparks before going to bed at 8.30. Ruby Sparks is sort of like Lars and the Real Girl but with 100% less dolls if you don't count the stuffed dog. Adults going to bed at 8.30 holds the same thrill as children staying up until midnight. I was so happy I wanted to high five and punch the air and do that celebratory thing where you crunch up your face, bend your arm, make a fist, and drive your elbow behind your back while curling up to bring your knee as close to your head as possible. All while hissing "yessssssss". There has to be a name for that.
Not that Nicholas sleeps through the night at all. He's down at 7ish, up around 10, 1, 4, 5 and finally 6. He likes to eat.
Me too.
The nicest dinner served in the finest restaurant couldn't make me happier than a bowl or seven of Trees and Cheese. Not to be confused with Dogs and Logs (hot dogs and mac&cheese mixed together) which is not to be confused with Beans and Weens. I was really good at making up names for food as a child.
Wouldn't it be nice if I could write about something other than babies or improv?
Wouldn't it be nice if life included something other than babies or improv?
Yeah, probably not.
I got a haircut.
My hair was getting redick.
It was time.
10 comments:
Oh goodness. My heart! What a cutie!
Your Valentine's Day sounds like a dream. :) I am glad you had a yummy dinner. I made lunchable chicken nuggets for myself when we got home from Girl Scouts. Good times.
I am stealing the trees and cheese meal. That would be a hit around here! As for Mr. Nick. He is cuter than stink. In case you didn't know...stink is pretty cute...and a phrase used often around our household.
My phone is dead and i miss my gratuitous baby pics. And chatting with you. He's adorbs. You can totally do this milking thing.
So SO glad to hear that everything is going so well. Lora, you sound ... gorgeous. And bebe? Is a complete doll. What a smile!
Nick is such a cute baby and you don't need me to tell you that at all. It is just right there. Glad you got an early night. You probably needed it more than you knew. ♥
That baby is adorable. And he is also really obviously Jake's brother.
My cousins made me cry when I was little by telling me that broccoli was little trees, and I was eating the forest. I was maybe a little overly sensitive.
As usual, cracking up over this post. CUTE pics!!!
I come here for the baby and improve talk. ;) Keep it up and keep posting pictures of both your adorable boys. I made you some stuff this weekend, just have to remember to bring it to work with me so I can get it in the mail.
Improv, not improve. Sorry Monday fingers not working.
Cute kid, OF COURSE. Congrats! Don't think I'd gotten around to reading you since you had the baby.
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