That happened about four times.
You know your baby really loves you when he aims the spit up so it goes not just on your neck, but down your shirt and into your hair, too.
Also yesterday, Everett showed his definite preference to rolling, rather than napping. And somehow there was never a moment when both boys were asleep, meaning I had to strategically plan even a bathroom break without a little companion. I also managed to create a disaster in the playroom while trying to hang the boys' names. And finally, I was suffering from a mother-of-a-newborn type state of fatigue, since suddenly my perfect 12-hours-a-night sleeping baby decided he needs a 3 a.m. feeding again.
Today was a much better day, and I'm going to check off one more item on my to-do list with this catch-up post.
Everett's eyes are still blue. (And last night, he remembered how to sleep through the night again, thank goodness!!)
And this little blondie chows down his solids!! I tried to start him a couple of weeks ago, and he just wasn't getting the whole swallowing thing. So I put it away and brought it out a couple of days ago. Now he does great and has eaten sweet potatoes, avocado, and banana.
This guy is proficient at taking his sleeper off, and he also knows exactly what to do with a breast pump.
The babies are calling... guess that's all the pictures for now!