Dad came home tonight and started his nightly ritual of putting Charlotte to bed. He has been putting her to bed every night. He heads upstairs with her, warm bottle in hand. The ritual should be....change her clothes and diaper, then give her a baby massage with grape seed oil.....then giver her the bottle.....burp her....wrap her up like a burrito in her swaddle....then more milk until she is about to fall asleep.
Tonight she was just about finished with her massage when dad decided to put Charlotte on her tummy (which she hates). Mom always complains that Charlotte refuses "tummy time" which the doctor says is very necessary to develop her muscles. Dad was expecting her to start crying, but instead she lifted herself up on her elbows and looked right at him. So while this is happening mom comes into the bedroom to hook up the video monitor and she sees her daughter happy as can be on her tummy. She looked so cute and so grown up!
Oliver keeps getting into trouble during the day. Yesterday he ate a scouring pad and stole moms yogurt off the coffee table. Last week he got into the trash. Today was a leftover lolipop stick and an elastic band. Dad thinks he is starved for attention!
Here are a few pictures of the bathroom remodel job. Dad is available for hire.
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