I woke up this morning feeling rather refreshed and decided to make a blog post. Then I opened my site and it was broken. Well, not broken-broken, just broken temporarily. (Was it just me or was the internet kind of sickly today? First my blog died, then gmail died, and then twitter died. Of course, twitter dies all the time but the other two things were really bothersome.) By the time my site was back up and running I was no longer feeling refreshed and blog post-y. So I'm caving to your cries of "Shut up about the broken fridge and post some baby pictures!" It's nice to know that no one cares about me anymore, now it's all about Truman.
This kid loves to wave his arms in the air like he just doesn't care:
I took him to Target and couldn't figure out how to deal with him and a shopping cart. I ended up putting him, in his car seat, in the shopping cart, leaving no room for the crap I wanted to buy. I figured out breastfeeding with no issues yet shopping at Target with a baby is baffling my mind. Here he is before I piled him under boxes of cereal and bottles of hand soap:
Whitney came over recently and took some pictures of Truman for me. Here are two of the ones she took, the others are going on his birth announcement and they haven't arrived yet, so I don't want to share and ruin the surprise.
Who would have thought that jparks and I would make such a cute kid?