I go to work every third weekend and one night every few weeks. Stephen Grande keeps our little baby while I'm gone and this has turned out to be a great time for them. They have some serious male bonding going on and I am thrilled that they like each other so much. It is almost worth working just for them to be alone together.
Stephen Grande (aka Mr. mom) even took him to church by himself a couple of weeks ago. All the other moms (and dads) were impressed that he managed to get him dressed. He did relay that he had a freak out moment when he was sitting in Sunday school and wasn't sure if he put little Stephen's outfit on right. But several of the other dads were quick to comfort him with their stories about dressing their kids in all kinds of crazy, wrong ways. I guess getting children dressed is just a mom thing (most of the time).
This past weekend the bonding was taken to a new level because our sweet little guy came down with his first cold. All there is to fight the common cold in a 4 month old is Tylenol and a bulb syringe. That's just not enough if you ask me. The poor baby was SO miserable. And that made us all miserable, and now all three of us have this nasty little virus.
Really we are fine, just blowing our noses every 5 seconds.
Sometimes when I come home from work I discover pictures taken by Stephen Grande.
Like this.... taken the day they went to church together. By the way, he had the outfit on right.
And the food below is Stephen Grande's breakfast yesterday. Love it. I think he's spent too much time around me taking pictures of our food.
The man can fry a mean egg...as you can see.
In other events around here...I didn't drink coffee this morning or yesterday. If you know me this should shock you. The reason I went without was I have this stupid cold. For some reason when I have a sickness, I don't want coffee, I prefer tea...hot breakfast tea with milk and sugar. It is good for my soul. It is even better for my soul to drink it out of one of our Woodland mugs. With the tiny hint of fall in the air, I couldn't resist.
I bring out this china every year after Labor day. Men love it because it is so masculine. As the pioneer woman would say...this is "man-pleasin" china.
And in closing, I leave you with sweet images of my little sicky...
More to come. Until then...stay healthy...wash your hands...and drink some hot tea.