Is it really only 9am? It feels like it should be lunchtime already. I can vaguely remember the preggo days when I would just be waking up at 9am…
9:00am is naptime for Rand and “do whatever I can as fast as possible time” for me (if the little rascal goes to sleep). I have learned that the 9am morning nap is pretty universal for babies and now I feel terrible for all the times I’ve been oblivious to this with my friends who have young children. My new rule: Don’t make plans prior to noon.
In other news, Rand has found his feet. Who needs a pacifier when you are flexible enough to fit your big toe (or both big toes) in your mouth? Wes says we are keeping this picture to show him the first time he ever “put his foot in his mouth.”
Also, today I’m blogging on sandhillsdig.com…check it out.