Why Don't We Get Dressed Up and Go To Church?
(Karen, that post title is just for you...assuming you recall the way we messed with Jimmy Buffett's song on the parlor bulletin board.)
Sorry it's been so long since I've visited the blogmunity. It's just that cuddling with my warm, snuggly, adorable baby boy is a lot more alluring than fooling with a tiny, annoying laptop keyboard. I hope nothing big is going on with y'all...it's going to be a WHILE before I can catch up with your posts.
Anyway, I suppose I should get on with what everyone is waiting for: baby pictures!
Remember how I predicted that Bennett would be born on Super Bowl Sunday? Well, I was a little bit off. But we still had a big day that day. At 10 days old, Bennett made his first trip to church. All the ladies thought he was the cutest and the sweetest--he probably needs to get used to that!
Okay, now you can all tell me how gorgeous and smart and perfect he is! (We already think so, obviously.)
Talk to you later, it's time for a nap!