. . . .in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean, that is. I'm in Eastern Stardard time and it's about 23:15. I'm heading off to bed for the day. Dh, ds and I just spent the evening couch shopping. This Mama's tired. Ds was miserable all day and I don't know why. MIL is in for a real treat when I go to work on Friday. Oh well, we tried to warn her, but she thinks her DGS is the perfect child. Then she panics when he's not Mr. Pleasant all the time. Hello, don't you listen to a word dh and I say?
Mom, you dug your own grave with this one. Anyway, I digress.
Prayers, warm fuzzies, hugs to all who need them. God knows I do too. Here's a pic of ds. He learned to sit up on Sunday night, so we went to the park and he was showing off his new skills. He's so funny .. . .. and he's lucky he's cute. Do you think God made babies cute so we don't wring their necks when they're pains in the butt? I think so.
I had to keep the bink in his mouth so he wouldn't eat the leaves. Poor baby's mama is no fun . . . . .
Here's one of the jellyfish from the zoo too. They're one of ds' favorites.