sammy sa-milin at me

this guy...

is insanely happy. like, all the time. except, when he's had enough. and wants to sleep. 

then you better watch out. 

that's when people exit the room.

This little baby boy has a temper on him like you shouldn't see on a 3 month old.

In the last week or two, when he decides he is ready for a nap, he whines a little.

If you don't catch him RIGHT then and rock him to sleep, he gets pissed.

Like, sweaty, red, high pitch screaming pissed off.

Inconsolable.

Until he falls asleep. 

Then he wakes up happy again.

he has WAY too much power.
Babywise says I decide the sleep schedule around here, but that doesn't seem to be happening.

Oh, and this guy...

he melts my heart.
he now (finally) tells me he loves me.

the little quirky things that come out of his mouth are just too cute.
like "momma scoop the punkin goop?"


we know two gracies. . . and he (obviously) gets confused which one we are talking about.
When I say Gracie, he says (while cocking his head to the side and nodding his head) "our gracie??"


He's been talking to Sammy so cute...
turning the lights on for him to look at.
saying, wook at da wights Sam? You wike dos wights sammy?
Then he exclaims -- sammy sa-milin at me!
oh, but sammy's love taps aren't completely gone yet.

mimi can convince eli to eat almost anything. raisin bran included.

his new expression "i love you" makes it hard for everyone to leave him.

tomorrow is a solo mommy day -- which i haven't had in a LONG time (since fireman only work 9 days a month, unless they take some vacation days, and then they work like 3 days in a month.)