This morning... wow. Worst. Headache. Ever. I can't go out and have cocktails the same way I used to. How did I used to do this in college, and wake up the next day and function? I am getting old.
Max's second tooth officially popped through, so we now have a 2-toothed, drooly little boy. Next weekend, Mr. D and I are going to send Max to his grandparents' house for a day so that we can concentrate on baby-proofing our house. He started scooting this week, so on top of rolling over all over the floor, he is now officially mobile. Holy crap!
Hope everyone is having a great weekend!
I am going to take some more Ad.vil now...
Here's a recent pic of our little man... the sweater he is wearing was hand-sewed by a family friend. It's a goofy sweater, which is why I love his expression. He's like, "Uh, Mom? Can you get me out of this itchy, weird sweater?"