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A slightly busy DITL. A nice summer Sunday, we went out to lunch with a friend and checked out a street fair. No warnings other than breastfeeding.
Jasper and Candy Cane. First thing I see when I come out of the bedroom.
I pump since husband fed baby Diego a bottle and let me snooze a bit longer.
This sweet boy wakes up from his first nap.
He is out of control cute. Dressed for the day.
He requires the real deal.
Put Diego in the "command center" as my husband calls it to get the house picked up.
Clean up soundtrack.
Before.
After.
Ready for the day. A baby I can't put down in hand.
Cute husband is cute. We are waiting for Old Navy to open.
Jasper is stuck trying on clothes with me.
At Target trying on even more clothes. Poor kid. I'm still at an awkward post-baby weight. I hate how everything fits.
Sharp.
My bestfriend Jenny gets here. Jasper immediately drags her into his bedroom and she immediately snags the baby.
We all walk over to our lunch destination. Diego thankfully falls asleep.
We love this place because it has a great enclosed kids area.
This happens.
Beer cheese soup and an amazing cheese burger. It was all delicious.
"Gimmick toys" Jasper is in his zone.
Street fair.
Checking out the chickens.
This guy fussed all the way home, desperately wanting some boob. Now he is satiated and back to his happy self.
"Hold my cheese stick, it hurts to hold things in both of my hands" Ah, kid logic.
Jasper eats dinner.
I play some Mario World 3. I'm trying so hard to make it through the game, but I'm so bad.
He was so grumpy, yet so happy to see me upon waking up from his nap.
I cuddle with this drooler as my husband tries to keep Jasper in bed. Since having Diego bedtime has been a complete nightmare.
Grilling dinner.
It was delicious.
Finally.
Put this guy to bed.
Snickers ice cream bar and Twin Peaks.
Finally at a ridiculously early hour, Post Secret and bed. Our Sunday tradition.