Lil and Mama rolled out to see our friends at a nearby pub. While the babies squealed and wriggled around, clearly unphased by the scent of stale beer, the mamas grabbed a cold one and chatted about teeth, purees, and everyone's favorite topic, sleep patterns. Now that Lil and most of her friends are around 7 months, there's no rest for the wicked. But don't tell that to a wee 4 month-old named Grayson. He seemed to have that sleep thing down cold.
After skipping her afternoon nap, Lil required something vibrant to match her high voltage energy level. Mama pulled out her juiciest top and Lil's favorite OJ colored bag shorts. And even though Lil was not allowed anywhere near the floor of this fine establishment, she still needed her knee pads, just in case she tried to go for a crawl across the table. Lil was gracious enough to let Mama finish her beverage without starting any shenanigans. This time.
maybe next time, Lil... |
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