The last day of school for our Little Miss is here. I can’t believe how much my baby girl has grown over the past year!
First Day…
Last Day…
And SO MUCH in between!!!
(including varying amounts of cooperation from our growing brood)
Next year the Little Mister will be joining his Big Sis at preschool. We’ll all have a fun summer together, no doubt, and I am so grateful that I am able to be at home with my kiddos. But that day will most certainly be an exciting one for this Mama!
Hey folks. It’s me, the Little Sir.
Or if you ask my Mother, her Little Bubba…Or Little Lovey Pie…Or Little Smoochie Pants.
Yeah, I know, the woman is a bit coo-coo. But you probably already knew that. So hey. It’s me.
Pretty cute Little Fellow, ain’t I? Or at least that’s what my Mama tells me. A lot.
Now that I’ve mastered coo-ing, jamming my hands into my mouth, and tooting 24/7, I figured it was high-time that I checked out this whole blogging thing. I mean, as the third-born I have to make sure that my voice is heard. Right?!
So here goes… Guess what I did today? Why, turn 3 months old, that’s what!
These past three months have been pretty spectacular. I mean, what’s not to LOVE about having my own Personal Assistant to hold me, change me, feed me, cuddle with me…all at my beckon call?! It’s pretty sweet.
And that’s not all! I also have a Daddy who stays up late with me every night AND these two crazy siblings who entertain me all day long! Those big kids are pretty hilarious.
(I’m thinking reeeeaaaalllllyyyy hard about how funny they are in this photo…)
We play together (this is them “sharing” their toys with me)…
And they “help” me play dress-up…
(Check out my kitty cat ears!)
They are super fun.
But I gotta tell you, when my Big Sis and Bro aren’t home things can be downright BO-RING.
So it’s a good thing I always have my Mama around to cuddle with and talk to.
(Even when we’re outside and it’s way too bright and I’m squinting and I’m thinking about how much I’d really like to be wearing sunglasses because I’m pretty sure the sun is blinding me… Just sayin’.)
Yeah, life’s pretty good as a 3-month old. I wonder what’s gonna happen in month 4…?!
Now I haven’t read the instructions for the kids’ playmat (or any of their toys for that matter), but I’m pretty sure that these are (cute!) examples of it being used according to the toy’s safety guidelines…
But I’m not so sure about this…
Or that…
Oh my gracious, or these…
Please pray for our Little Sir.
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P.S. In the Little Mister’s defense, he wasn’t being cranky in these photos. Nope, the poor Little Chap inherited both fair skin and fair EYES from his Daddy. And as a result, flashes of any kind send him into a tizzy. Literally.
Maybe the tutu will help?
