Now that he's two months old, Seth had decided to interact more with the world. A lot more. He loves to play with things that dangle and move, or as we call them- friends. Seth's friends are strategically located all over the house for maximum effect because he only likes his friends for about 10 minutes max. Around that time, he suddenly remembers that his friends did not support him in his battle against the much hated 'tummy time' as exhibited in picture 2, and he cries for whatever human will rescue him from his prostrate dungeon.
The first picture was taken on a day this week that was unseasonably cool for the middle of July and so "carbon footprint caring/ body still likes Florida weather" mommy opened all the windows in the house. I thought it was great but towards the end of the afternoon the house did get a little hot, so Seth shed the onesie in favor of some au natural time. Daddy thought it was hot too and did the same, but no one wants to see that. Also, Daddy wasnt wearing a onesie.
Screw you, blogspot! There's no one to blame but myself, I post in the middle of the night.
Linley-2, Blogspot- 7
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