Shots make for a sad, sad day...

hour 1... Hour 2...

Hour 3...

Hour 4...

Hour 5...I cried a little too.

Tylenol is a miracle worker here in hour 6:) It takes a lot to make my boy cry. Especially like he did today, so today was a long day for us. Just have to keep telling myself it's important to vaccinate, the benefits outweigh the negative...blah blah blah...hopefully he'll sleep it off tonight.

Three things I'm lovin' about my boy...

1) Anyone who has spent time around my little punky knows he spits up CONSTANTLY. It is a dang good thing he is so flippin cute...so I have found a way to find this issue endearing by giving his constant burp rag a nick name : The Barf Scarf.

Even he apparently loves it...:)

2) His adorable enormous feet.

This is in the hospital...cute little skis.

One of his bff's, Jaynie, who was 3 months old here and he was like 7 days.

Cousin Vance at 6 months and Cade at 2 weeks. Hilarious.

My 8 week old fit in his sperry's already....oh melt me I looooove his sweet feet and toes.





3) His smile. He has been smiling all the time and it makes everything worth it. He smiles when he is...

gettin ready for bed...

at daddy's waterpolo game...

nursing in the Nordstrom mommy's lounge...

at daddy's waterpolo game again...

just waking up...

even when he is cold he smiles. This little boy rocks my world. To say that I love him feels like an understatement.