Mason and I were playing a Thomas memory game. Some nice one-on-one time. It looks peaceful and quiet. It was anything but peaceful and quiet. What you don't know is the baby is in his swing crying and throwing a fit just a foot or two away from us.
Oh, look how peaceful he is. Such a sweet, sleeping baby. Yes, I used to think so, too. Have I told you that he rarely naps during the day anymore? And he's only four months old! This picture was taken during his five-minute cat nap yesterday. I thought I better document it since it is becoming more and more rare with each passing day.
And a little "tummy time," which he hates. He rarely gets to be be on the floor because I am afraid he will be trampled by the older children. He's most happy when I'm holding him. I love it, but I can't get anything done during the day anymore. (Did I mention that I sewed at 10 p.m. the other night just to feel like I am getting something accomplished? Joe was holding him, because, he's also a night owl. A baby who doesn't nap during the day and is a night owl ... At least he's been sleeping through the night!)