It's a sip-on-warm-milk, watch-the-rain-fall, drift-off-to-sleep-with-your-sick/fussy-baby, try-to-get-motivation-to-feed-the-dog-and-throw-all-your-worries-to-the-wayside kind of night tonight. His dilation went well, and I'll update more on that later. I think we're both coming down with something. So for now, I must sleep.

Goodnight

out-takes

Hey Sawyer. Whatcha doin? Oh, just eating some chocolate.

time for breakfast

Doesn't look safe, I know. Sawyer was sick of sitting so he convinced his daddy to walk him around with his xylophone and pump in tow.

back and forth

in and out

whoops don't drop it

Buy! Buy! Sell! Sell!!

texting his friends

trying out hair clipppers for
 the first time

the buzzzz was a bit traumatic, but he looks clean-cut!