You guys. It was one of those weeks. The ones where you pretty much can’t do anything right. You ruin dinners. Forget appointments. Find a month old diaper soaking into a wood floor. Cut the dog’s tail off (okay, it was only part of the tail).
But it wasn’t all bad. The dog lived, and as far as I can tell he doesn’t hate me for mutilating him. My parents are visiting. We got a deep fryer (because, mozzarella sticks) and used it without burning the house down.
And here are a few haphazard photos from this week.
I never know what I’m going to face when I go get Wyatt up in the morning. I think he may have had a rough night.
I thought maybe if I made the toddler breakfast look appetizing it might entice him to eat more of it. Spoiler: He still threw it all on the floor.
I was mad with excitement when nap time finally rolled around. I barely even remember taking this picture. Or why I thought it was a good idea. But it’s the only one I took all day, so I’m going with it.
Do you want to know something? Sometimes I take my camera in the bathroom and hide and mess with the settings and take practice pictures while the kid is running around like a maniac in the living room. I feel like this might not be normal.
Grandpa and Wyatt having a little jam session. My dad opted to wear clothes though. Didn’t want to be too matchy-matchy.
Oh Lord. So Wyatt got a new pair of sunglasses and I was determined to get a picture. Obsessed. But every time I got my camera ready he’d rip those suckers off his head so fast and I was left with a dozen pictures of his blurry “get out of my face” face.
But if you just slip those suckers on him right before he passes out, you’re golden.
So how was your week? If you didn’t cut your dog’s tail off, I’d say you’ve at least got one up on me.
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