Seeing Spencer

When the kitchen is taking FOREVER with your order, sometimes you just have to chew on Grandma.   

Remembering our days of snuggling with Grandma Wright.   

 Dad, aren't you supposed to be workimg?

Sleeping like a baby.  

Early morning snoozing. Dino onesie and the softest truck blanket in all the land.  

Mother, I am not sure how I feel about this onesie. Actually, never mind. It's pretty comfy.  

Dad, I thought we agreed on the pensive/moody vibe for this picture?!  

I'm new around here, but I'm pretty sure this is not how they wear these things.   

Throwback to some of the first pictures where my eyes are open.  

You would think someone who slept with such abandon would be more relaxed when they were awake. (In Spencer's defense he is often very chill, but when you're hangry, no amount of reasoning can help.)  

Hmm, I wonder... Nope, let me sleep on it and get you an answer in the morning.   

Get ready for lots of sleeping baby pics. If you need a moment of Zen, you've come to the right place. (At least for a few more weeks.)  

Wait to you see how tall he is when he stands up, Spencer.  

May we all have dreams that make us smile. (And the most stylish of hand-me-downs.)  

5 weeks ago, 2 tired parents brought this jaunty fellow home. Since then, he's outgrown his newborn onesies. (We're still pretty tired.)  

  As per the post from Today's Toby, I'm trying to get up to speed with Spencer's blog. And trying to rig everything so that if you want these photos delivered to your email, they will do that. Could be a little bumpy. Thank you for your patience. In the meantime, enjoy this photo of Mr. Spencer.