We're rather short on photos this week, so I'll just keep it brief. We're also short on sleep and patience, so that just makes things worse.
We're going to have to run some photos from last week since we have so few from this week.
These pics are pretty good, though. Last week, Aivy had fun with her friends (and nearly godparents), Amy and Sparky.
Sometimes she was just hanging out...
And sometimes she was partying. Here she is demonstrating her ability to say "Cheers."
And again with Mommy.
I don't know whether to be proud or to worry about this newly-learned skill. Probably a little of both.
And here's the little monster who is the principal source of our sleep deprivation.
He's great until the sun goes down, then watch out. He reminds me alot of this guy, if you remember the movie Gremlins from the 80s...
It's like, at 8 pm, an alarm in his brain goes off telling him to align himself with the terrorists. We try not to negotiate with terrorists, but it's really, really hard. He cries until you pick him up and even then he's just as likely to spit up as fart on you. Then he doesn't really go into a deep sleep until about 2 am.
But we still love both our little monsters.
I suppose these are just some of the many joys of parenthood.
Eating is always "fun."
Don't be deceived by this innocent-looking face.
And these eyes are real. I had to photoshop the other pictures to make it look like he
doesn't have red eyes.
But all in all, it's quite an adventure. And I wouldn't change a thing.
We're going to have to run some photos from last week since we have so few from this week.
These pics are pretty good, though. Last week, Aivy had fun with her friends (and nearly godparents), Amy and Sparky.
Sometimes she was just hanging out...
And sometimes she was partying. Here she is demonstrating her ability to say "Cheers."
And again with Mommy.
I don't know whether to be proud or to worry about this newly-learned skill. Probably a little of both.
And here's the little monster who is the principal source of our sleep deprivation.
He's great until the sun goes down, then watch out. He reminds me alot of this guy, if you remember the movie Gremlins from the 80s...
It's like, at 8 pm, an alarm in his brain goes off telling him to align himself with the terrorists. We try not to negotiate with terrorists, but it's really, really hard. He cries until you pick him up and even then he's just as likely to spit up as fart on you. Then he doesn't really go into a deep sleep until about 2 am.
But we still love both our little monsters.
I suppose these are just some of the many joys of parenthood.
Eating is always "fun."
Don't be deceived by this innocent-looking face.
And these eyes are real. I had to photoshop the other pictures to make it look like he doesn't have red eyes.
But all in all, it's quite an adventure. And I wouldn't change a thing.
