"What am I supposed to do with this?"
"Hmmm... this tastes good!"
Rockin' the icing moustache and goatee
"Hmmm... this tastes good!"
Rockin' the icing moustache and goatee
"I'll take another!"
Wesley LOVES his piano... he frequently plays it with his drumstick :)
Playing under a chair with presents on top of it... The boy can amuse himself!
Playing under a chair with presents on top of it... The boy can amuse himself!
Playing with his portable train and track from Aunt Sarah and Uncle Dan
I finally got Wes' one year pictures taken today. For once I bought the CD (along with a bazillion prints). So, I'll post some of them when the CD comes in a few weeks. I think they turned out really well.
Tomorrow I head to Cheyenne, Wyoming (about six hours away) for the Rocky Mountain Theatre Association's festival. Though excited to see some good theatre and to present Two Rooms (the show I directed last fall which was chosen as a showcase performance for Friday night), I am beside myself with how much I am going to miss Wesley... oh, and Reid too. :) Reid, however, I can talk to on the phone. Wesley's cuddles and impish grins don't translate much over the telephone. We're going to try to Skype, if there is time and if our connection here at home will let us. But, as the grandparents know, that just isn't the same either. I'm worried he's going to feel like I'm abandoning him ('cause I am!). I'm worried that he'll go on a nursing strike when I get home and decide he's done nursing (which I am not ready to give up all together). I'm worried that at night when he's used to nursing he'll be incolosable for Reid and neither of them will get much sleep. I don't have a choice... but I can't wait for Saturday to get here so I can come home to both of them!