(Somewhat) Wordless Wednesday

Somewhat? Yeah. Because as Hubband would tell you-it is damn near impossible for me to be totally wordless.

Besides, this is my blog & I make the rules.

So there.

Not much makes my heart smile more than seeing a sleeping baby. Not because they are (obviously) sleeping & not screaming their little monster heads off, but because it just reminds me how small & innocent they truly are. I get to stand there & peek at their perfectness, enjoy my beautiful babes without them thinking ohmygodwhyamInotinyourarmsrightthisminute?

Anyways. Bear has hit that stage where she cannot go to bed without approximately 72% of her toys going with her.



That would be 3 babies, 3 blankets, a cup, a pacifier, & a phone. Because she had to call her Bubba (Grandma) & tell her that she was going night night.

And Roo? He's hit that stage of "how bad can I freak Momma out when she comes in to check on me?" Let me tell ya. That's my favorite stage.



(And yes, those are blankets in his bed. More than one blanket. I don't want to hear it. You tell me what you would do when, even after you put your baby to bed in a sleeper, with socks on, you go in to check on them & because the damn heat/air vent in their room sucks, they are still shivering in the middle of the night. Oh, what's that you say? You'd put a blanket on them, too? Uh-huh.)