So I sang a joyful rendition of The Hallelujah Chorus, snoozed for ten, delicious minutes, and woke to the sight of this on the monitor:
My cute, littlest booger was staring straight at the camera...whilst in a state of undress.
Apparently, he's taken cues from Chicklet around this age, who liked to squirm out of her clothes ;)
Love that tiny nugget.
He was so cute in his little outfit today, I wanted to munch on his cheeks. They're nice and full right now after a week of some on-and-off cluster feeding.
He's loading up on lots o' brain food to help with all these tricks he's mastering. Like the art of waking at 3:30 am to flip onto his back and have a party for an hour, like his feet and his bedroom ceiling are the most fascinating objects on earth, ha.
He's so dang adorable.
And I think this pic is just priceless, ha:
He's so sweet and curious these days. But with a side dose of feisty, too. Wouldn't be any fun without that, though.
I love my boy.
Happy Monday, peeps!
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