The little slugger

Here's the 3 month old little man in his baseball jams. What a sweet little guy. And my favorite of the two babes snoozin on the couch together. =>





Well, my days on maternity leave are numbered. ~sigh~ I begin work again this Saturday. Truth be told, it will kind of be a break to have my hands free to accomplish something from start to finish once again. It' kind of tricky buisness to do so at home. For example, I was attempting to make dinner and talk on the phone at the same time. Not a wise decision, as I had Aiden posted, pleasantly, in the stroller. Jillian of course decides to climb in with him onto the fabric behind the seat, not very safe to begin with, and then proceeds to pull on the bonnet in an attempt to close it I suppose. I could just imagine her, clutz of the century next to me =>, falling backwards and taking poor Aiden out. So I snatched Aiden out of the stroller, only to discover a blackberry I had picked for Jillian on our walk this afternoon, was smashed into his onsie. So, while clutching the phone between ear and shoulder, I stripped off his onsie, wrapped him in a blanket and strapped him into the swing. So Jillian, who I also removed from the stroller, decides to bug him once again...arggg. I feel so bad because I know she's just trying to play with him, but she is a bit rough sometimes and I feel like I'm always telling her to let him be. Anyhow, I'm sill attempting a conversation on the phone, chop onion, fry beef, and keep Jilly from smashing her broth... To say the least I was a bit relieved when I was off the phone again...Well I'd better go as Grey's Anatomy is on now and I'm addicted...'Till next time =>