Revelry Reverie

Getting a little shopping done with my fancy boy. Little man gasps when it gets below 70, poor moppet. 

Bob and his girl and baby. ❤

If you had told me five years ago that a pink skeleton would vacuum my floors, to that I would have said “Ha!” but here we are. 

I cannot get enough of this happy-go-lucky boy!

Grant is 5 months old today! His first tooth erupted last night and we both gurgled happily to each other in celebration. He also managed to roll over from back-to-belly, and back again – which he’s done before but this seemed a lot less accidental. No less confusing for him, of course.  I go back…

Grant is cutting his first tooth, and it’s apparently exhausting. 

I’m glad I checked the label. At first I was so excited – vegetarian French Onion?! Amazing! Oh wait…