Don’t you worry about a thing, cuz…



Snuggled up in bed with Marley tunes stuck in my head while I play with a new note app on a lazy Saturday afternoon. Anxiously awaiting the impending doom of negative 50 degree temps in Green Bay tomorrow night.


4 months old



Charlie is almost 18lbs now despite refusing to drink from a bottle in my absence most of the time. He is starting to eat rice cereal with bananas mushed in (because of the whole not drinking from a bottle thing). He’s super chatty, just like his sister. He squeals when he’s happy and doesn’t mind tummy time so much anymore. Now that he has control of his hands, he puts them, and everything else within reach, into his mouth all the time.