Day With Daddy

Oh, it is just a long story. But Stu didn't go to work today. 

Instead, he got to spend the day with Abby. Please note that he called me at 9:30 AM and said, "She has been crying for an hour and a half, I'm dying here". I said, "She is teething, just give her the teething ring and maybe some Tylenol". Never heard from him again.

But he did take some pictures for me:

When Abby wakes up from a nap, she just kinda talks to herself for awhile. Never cries, just talks. When you go in the room to check on her, it scares the crap out of her, like she didn't realize that you knew she was awake.

Then, somehow, she throws her pacy out of the crib, pulls herself up....

Looks for the pacy and says "Uh Oh" because she knows that she threw it....

"Are you going to help me or not?"

On to lunch. I cannot handle ravioli days. I just want to wipe her off. Apparently, Stu does not feel the same.

I am assuming that Daddy Monday was a hit!

I am loving this picture. I took this tonight for bath time. I am so happy that I have a "water" baby that loves baths. It is one of my favorite parts of my days.