I have a sick boy today. Jackson has never been so still and quiet in his entire life. He's acting like he has a stomach virus, but he hasn't thrown up yet. He's laying on the living room floor on a blanket, with a big puke bowl next to his head. Poor baby. While I wait for the puke to hit the fan, here are a ton of pictures from last week.
These are from last Monday night when the Lazos came over to play.
Here, Sunni is doing some serious Wii bowling with Baby Clara in her arms.
Curtis trying to teach Jackson how to bowl.
Old pals - Ava and Jackson.
New pals - Annabeth and Clara.
Look, they're already leaning on each other.
Our breakfast table. I got up at the crack of dawn to get donuts for all of us and then everyone but me ended up sleeping late. Isn't that the way it goes?
Jackson is proud to have his sprinkled doughnut.
Mom, Dad, Melissa and I always call ourselves the Original Moores. But these are the Original, Original Moores.
Dad with Aunt Tina and Aunt Mary.
Memaw, Hannah and Annabeth. I got Memaw that apron from Anthro a while back. It's so cute on her!
My cousin John with Annabeth, who was looking like a football player in that moment.
My Pappaw and Daddy
Mom with the kids. Wait for it...wait for it...
Aaaaand she's crying.
Throwing down some pop rocks.
Looking for the ones that didn't quite pop.
This was the day she started trying to grab her feet and I wanted a picture of it so badly.
What are you doing, Mommy?
Tripoding it up for the first time.
Simultaneous lovie holding and thumb sucking.
Tummy time after Brother's in bed and she has all the attention.
Later that day...reaching for those toes again!
Here's Daddy doing the same and stretching before a run, only he never has been able to reach his toes. Seriously. How he can be like this and so good at every sport boggles my mind. The first time I saw him stretch, I thought he was joking. It doesn't even look like he's trying!