17 Weeks

I’m thinking it might be time to wrap up this whole weekly glamour shots business. I mean, am I really going to do this every week? Pick out an outfit, fill him with breastmilk, and wait for him to stop giving me the stink eye?

It’s exhausting.

I also feel like he might start resisting when he begins crawling or goes off to college. I should quit now before he rejects me and the camera and checks into therapy.

Anyway, here you go.

Happy 17 Weeks Baby Boy.




  1. Oh my goodness. You are hilarious! A weeks worth of backed up poo? Fat bald guy dream? This stuff is priceless.

    p.s. I gave up on my weekly photos out of sheer exhaustion. And I have an ancient blackberry, the equivalent of carrying a dell around in my pocket!

  2. We had a moment like the back seat poo problem on our sunday drive. Such a mess. Cute blog, I came over from tales of me and the husband.


Say hello.

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s