(the two below were taken with my phone, hence the terrible quality.)
Apparently armpit aroma replaces "soothing lullaby".
My mind races with all the captions I could use here.
The other morning I found him on top of his sleep-sack. I'm not sure how he accomplished this. I watched him, from what friends have dubbed, the "J-cam" one day, and he looked like an angry butterfly trying to get out of his chrysalis.
Wes and I are adjusting well. We're in a groove. Josiah is smiling more and it's fun to try to get him to smile while he's upset. It really confuses him.
He's in 6 month PJ's and 3-6 everything else. Wowza. They really don't wear clothes for very long, do they?
One of my favorite chores to do now is laundry. I'm serious. I just love making his clothes smell so clean, folding his cute little outfits and onesies, and putting them away. Sometimes when he's just barely spit up on an outfit I take it off so we can put on a new one and the old has to go in the laundry. It's sick, I know. He's like my little doll. I told Wes where the cute outfits were in his room (clothes are separated by onesies and outfits) and he looked at me like "why would I ever need to know that?". It's such a girl-thing to care about clothes. He'll spit up on it before the end of the day so why do we even bother? Because it's ADORABLE!
I ran out to do errands one afternoon and when I came home, J was back in PJ's. I think it was 1 in the afternoon. Wes's logic is sound. He'll end up in PJ's anyway, why are we putting him in complicated clothes with buttons and snaps? Because it's ADORABLE!
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