Monday, August 15, 2011

More delightful than dishes or laundry.

I spend my days loving on this guy.

it's way more fun than dishes or laundry.  I KNOW for a fact that they will be there waiting for me when I finishing snuggling my baby.

so in the meantime, I'm sticking with the advice in this poem...

Cleaning and scrubbing can wait till tomorrow...For babies grow up, we've learned to our sorrow...So quiet down cobwebs... dust go to sleep...I'm rocking my baby and babies don't keep!!

This age doesn't last long enough. I can't believe he's already 5 and a half months old.

He rolls all over, scoots forward accidentally and will probably start scooting with purpose too soon for his mama's tastes.

 I'd like it if he sat content to play on the floor and not move until he's one at least.

but sorta like his nickname "RIOT" suggests,
and like all babies that decide they have things to do and places to see,
he's going to be a handful,


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