My camera battery is dead so I can't get my pictures, so here's an oldie of James (at around 5 months) in the first t shirt I ever made him. Our little tinybear. (that was one of our gazillion nicknames for him.)
There's not a whole lot to report today. James is better and his big "I'm all better" wish was to go to the mall even though it was a sunny day. (I usually hate going to the mall with them and always tell him we can't go unless it's raining. We haven't been in months.)
It was fine, James was great, Ruby was pretty good and then it all went to pot near the end as usual. James let out a rebel yell in front of Dick's (and I'm sorry, but him sounding out DICK'S just killed me) and that was that.
(I did Frontside again today and used jars of spaghetti sauce as my weights instead of cans of coconut milk...boy can I feel all those extra tomatoes!)