Is the weekend gone already? I love having Charles here all day. I don’t get any more done but it’s nice to share the nappy changes and the interpretation of G’s noises (“was that a grunt or a cry?”).
I think 90% of our conversation now is something along the lines of “isn’t he cute?” “how cute is he?” and “oh, look at him now.”
Not sure what they’ve done with our old brains, but I hope we get to visit them every once in awhile because these new ones aren’t very good for making either money or friends.
Same brains; different compartments.
I can’t believe how tortured I am not to be able to hold Gus and smell his head. And babysit so you guys could maybe go out for a glass of wine once on the weekend.
He is beyond adorable.
Aunt Nette, they sell airplane tickets.
I would do the same but I am busy saving the world.
That would be a very expensive glass of wine!
But seriously, someone should find a way to bottle baby head smell. It’s intoxicating.