Take pictures in their pjs just because you can...
Dress them up in ridiculously cute clothes just because you can...
Bundle them up and go for an adventure/double-stroller test drive that morphs into a Walgreens long-wait-time debacle just because you are an idiot.
Sam turns 19 weeks old the day I go back to work. That's 4 1/2 months! I don't really know how I got away with that, but I am indebted to Sherie for keeping the boat afloat while I was gone so I have a job to return to (I'm serious, she's a hero!
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Thanks to everyone who provided support during this crazy week, as well as the past few months.
1 comment:
wow - is Sam ever NOT smiling these days?
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