Just Another Sunday

My pediatrician told me that with all of the viruses going around this year I should not take Autumn anywhere that she'll come in contact with crowds until APRIL! I was shocked. I said "really? nowhere? not even places like church?" She said "especially church. It's a germ-fest" I would be lying if I said I haven't thoroughly enjoyed it. I have had almost four months of getting up to get the boys ready, sending them out the door, and then having a long nap and leisurely shower while they're gone. Plus I love how on Sundays the boys both look so cute.

Calvin reading a book.

For ages three and under at church there's a class called "nursery" where the kids go and eat snacks, play games, and have a short lesson. He absolutely loves it. He begs to go to church. He comes home all chatty and tells me about the toys and the "friends."

Sunday naps are my very favorite time of the week. They have been my whole life. There's something really wonderful about knowing there's nothing else going on and you can just sleep guilt-free for a couple of hours in the middle of the day.

I love this picture because Autumn adores her daddy. I know some babies just want their moms, but Autumn is equally content with Andy. She watches everything he does and whenever he looks at her or talks to her, her face just lights up. I hope she's not a daddy's girl though. It already bugs me that Calvin likes Andy so much. I can't lose both of them to his charms.

The place you'll find Calvin 60% of his waking hours. I dragged the rocker from the nursery into my room so that I could have easy access to it for the baby, but Calvin has commandeered the chair. Any time I sit in it, he'll push on me to get out. I started telling him to say please, so now when I'm there he'll come up and keep saying "say please!" until I move. He can routinely be found covered with his blue blanket, sipping a chocolate milk, and watching one of his shows. In this chair he feels like a king.