I came home from work today to nothing. No crying baby. No crying husband. Nothing. Just silence. It's great.
Nolan is at Cary's parents' for a few hours. Cary took his old Bronco in to get painted today. So, no one's home. It's just me, a freshly cleaned kitchen, a pile a laundry, and a cat who won't shut up! (any one want a cat?)
I finally have time to post pictures!
"Did you say something about my rolls?"
Close up of the yummy baby thighs with all the rolls.
"I'm so cute"
He wasn't sure how he felt about the cereal.
It was finally cold enough outside to bundle him up.
"Who's that?" (he's looking at a mirror)
The jumbo baby who ate little Nolan.
Watching the Superbowl with daddy.