Jess sent me a little sneak peak at my nephews Halloween costumes. I can't keep a straight face every time I look at James, and Brent just looks like a legit doll.
Since being sick, this is how he is when he wakes up from his afternoon naps. He doesn't want to get out of his crib, but he does. Then he doesn't want to be held, but he does. Poor kid is all over the road. Mike had texted me at this very moment asking how our day was going, so I sent him these.
I told him corn cushions (why we have these I don't know, but he found them in the basement drawer of medical things) were stickers, so he was taking them off the paper and putting them on his shirt. Anything to keep him distracted while I was on the treadmill.
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