Monday

Well, Aunt Brooke was supposed to be here already but because Delta sucks - and there aren't many flights to Tulsa - she wont get here until tomorrow morning. Sad face.

Bradley had another great night. He started it out with a four hour stretch from 12 to 4am. It was glorious.

He's been awake lots today, and even peed on Bryan which I find hilarious.

We went grocery shipping without a list for the first time in three years (oh, the first year of marriage). We spent an hour wandering around, forgetting things and going back for them, laughing deliriously at tiny pepperonis, being sure to pose with our baby any time someone tried peeking and the accepting all the oohs and Ahhhs as personal validation of our genetics. It was stupid, and we bought ridiculous things like chocolate chip cookies and cinnamon rolls.

Bath time is still a nightmare until we get to shampooing his head.

I am still very tired but I am finding a routine...one that I need to post before things change too much and I can't remember.