Stink is 11 weeks old today…get the Spinal Tap reference now? Chuckle chuckle. Eleven weeks old huh? All that means to me is that we only get up once a night and he is having a love affair with sucking on his fists. Oh and I think we may have laughed today…or that was just his typical squeak…with an added gasp on the end…but…I shall mark it in my book as “Blew a raspberry on his tubby cheeks and he giggled today…” at least someone finds me funny…

Besides that, Gracie is doing a great job making sure we aren’t forgetting about her…like…chewing up my laptop chord, eating the area rug, and oh, popping her already healed stitches and getting a nice red puffy reaction on the corner…it’s like she enjoys having me push bright orange antibiotic pills down her throat once a month… I don’t enjoy it Gracie, so let’s find another less destructive and costly way to remind us that you are a valued member of this nutty family.

Homeboy is sitting up really well, all that tummy time is paying off, so I figured, what better way to fill our Thursday morning then with MORE pictures…I clearly don’t have enough already…along with that sitting up really well is a new talent of SPITTING up really well too…i’ll spare you documentation of that…you.are.welcome.