Things change around here every single day.
I hear having a baby does that.
(Sarcasm there. All of the change over the last year have almost put me in my grave)
But. I'm all better now. Don't worry.
Onward.
JackJack gave purees the ol boot.
He gags if the spoon even comes toward his mouth.
And slaps the spoon.
And you.
And slaps the spoon.
And you.
Serious.
So.. deli ham, and annies cheese crackers are the new sweet potatoes and corn.
I cant say I blame him.
He has started snuggling with certain people.
I am not one of them unfortunately.
Sad.
One thing that hasn't (and hopefully wont) changed..
Is that JackJack loves his sister more than anything.
Above is the first time he had seen her since she was at her dads for the weekend.
He just wants to eat her face off.
And tries to.
Hard.
Last night we sat at our kitchen table.
We never ever do that.
It makes Tate mad.
It is usually decoratively set.
We eat at our bar.
I know, I know.
Bad Mommy.
Cute house though?
Anyways.. Tatum set the table all by herself. It looked great, and she was super proud!
On most blogs you will find pictures of delicious food.
On mine, you will find goolosh, and refridgerated Pilsbury's rolls.
Although I must say, that piknic made it look much more appetizing than the orig pic.
Thanks again Picnik!
A few more things..
JackJack has a bajillion toys. And he plays with the q-tip box all day.
And tries tirelessly to catch an open laptop.
Also..
Ryan sucks at diapering a wiggly baby.
Oh.. And after a quick once over of this post.. I guess I don't require my kid to wear clothes very often.
Sorry.
