Mondays are laundry day.
Usually I wash and dry a load, and fold it while I wash and dry the next load.
I do 3 loads: Lights, darks, and baby.
Yesterday however, I decided to wash and dry EVERYTHING before I started folding.
Here is the end result:
A GIGANTIC pile of clothes. YAY.
I just COULDN'T pass up this photo op:
She quickly got tired of lying on a pile of lumpy clothes.
So Nōweo and I folded, and folded, and you guessed it...folded.
Well, it was mostly me. She helped a little.
And I sang her "Three Little Birds." Because it's true.
Then cried because she wanted me to hold her. And I obliged
See? Happy again :)
That night, we headed over to the grandparents's to celebrate my Mom's 25th birthday for the 20-something time.
I framed this picture of her and Nōweo. It was the first time she held her after we got back from the hospital.
(She held her at the hospital but I didn't get a picture)
And she would probably be very upset if she saw that I posted this picture of her blowing out the candles,
but she doesn't read my blog so I can do whatever the heck I want.
And even if she did read my blog, I would still post it.
So if you ever read this Mom, no I'm not taking this picture down.
Good times :)