Those nights of five and six hours of straight sleep didn't last long. What a tease. We're back to 3-4, but not too bad.
I will say that he is smiling A LOT now and we love it.
Finally, we had some wonderful visitors this weekend: grandma Frances, great aunt Lynda Larson and cousin Sara Larson drove in from Minneapolis.
On to the pictures. This first one is no Van Gogh, but a decent self-portrait I have to say.
Apparently this is how the kids are wearing sweaters these days.
He may need an agent soon as I think GQ is calling my cell right now.
It's so easy being him.
My mom (i.e. grandma Frances) babysat last night for a few hours as Rachel and I attended a banquet at the Evanston Golf Club. Simon said she was pretty good, but she didn't let him eat any ice cream or play video games.
After breakfast this morning we stopped by GG and Papa's for more passing around. Simon's other cousin Sarah (Bosley this time) was in town from U of I.
Great uncle Scott also was in attendance.
And we even let Mommy hold him! (also you'll see him standing there. Obviously he can't walk yet but he does like stretching his legs out and is pretty strong already. If he's not beating Roger Bannister soon I'll be VERY disappointed).
Tonight we put him in the regular bath tub and he seemed to have a good time.
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