I always love to look at pretty pictures, and secretly wish that I was better at taking them. I read Twelve Paws blog daily and am in awe of her camera work.

So this is my attempt at being artsy….baby Z asleep with a little cross processing and rounded corners for umph.

Who says that you can’t party when you have kids?

First Spitup boy tried to teach baby Z how to crawl

First we did a little learning while we ate dinner…

Then we did a little dancing…

And then Super-Daddy got goofy…

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Oh how I wish my life could be as complicated as a 5 month old. His goal in life right now is to be able to put his toes in his mouth. He is living the dream people!

I decided to change my weigh in day from Sunday to Saturday, so I went to my weight watchers meeting this morning at 9am. I had to get a complimentary weigh-in since it hasn’t technically been a full week yet, and I am down another pound. (Which is what they recommend when your bf’ing)

I got there sort of late, and was one of the last people to weigh in. By the time I got in the meeting room, the meeting had already started and it was a full house. I spotted one free chair on the far side of the room, and started making my way there with my big double diaper bag and baby on my hip.

Well Princess Grace, tripped and fell flat on her face. HARD. I managed to catch the baby and caught the brunt of the fall with my knee and my elbow. Baby Z didn’t even cry. He just smiled at the lady that was helping gather together my belongings after the fall. But the entire meeting came to a screeching halt as everyone turned to watch the lady with the baby bust her ass.

The weight watcher leader then made light of the situation by saying “let’s all give baby Z a round of applause for not even crying!”

MORTIFIED

I don’t think I could have gotten any redder. Everyone moves down a few chairs so that I can get a seat without having to walk any further (don’t want the lady to fall AGAIN) and I just sit there trying not to draw anymore attention to myself. The baby starts to fuss, and I immediatly try to pop him on the tap to keep him quiet. No sooner than I had whipped it out (no one would even know I was nursing him unless you were really looking) does the leader tell everyone to turn to the person on their right and talk about their challenges. So  the lady next to me gets an eye full.

Nice…

Going to go back to bed now.