Situation: Nap time. Supposedly.
What I shouldn't be hearing: Noises. From both kids' rooms.
What I find when I look in George's room:
Seriously. All by himself. I had absolutely no clue.
What I find when I peek over Pearlie's crib:
Could she look any less sleepy?
But wait! Great news! Someone in our house got a nap!
This really was all happening at the same time and it cracked me up. Though in full disclosure, I must confess that this isn't quite as funny as it seems because John's "nap" really was only like a 15 minute rest (though he did fall asleep) in between his post-church meetings and a home teaching appointment, but still. Babies not napping while husbands nap? Surely I can't be the only wife that this happens to, right? Love those not sleepy babes. And that very sleepy man. Lots and lots.
And since we are talking about Sundays, I'll throw these pictures from a couple of Sundays ago on here. I thought my kiddos looked sweet in their matching blues, so I snapped a few pictures while we were sitting on the couch.
Little Miss Blueberry Eyes. I could eat her.
George was happy to smile for the camera. That is, happy just as long as he could be upside down and look through his legs. Because that is totally normal.
Chubby little fingers that she cannot keep out of her mouth.
Pea is sitting by herself pretty well now. Oh, and if her little dress looks like a piece of vintage heaven, that's because it is. It was worn by her Aunt Lisa 28 years ago. Love little treasures like that. Next time I will try to get some pictures of G in which he is right side up. Or upside up, as he would say.