I think we're all just coming down from a great week with Grandma, Boppa, Aunt Abbey, Uncle Sam, and (weekend with) Daddy.
Calvin got to play ball and wrestle with his Uncle Sam and Daddy. He was in heaven when Sam and Dan were playing football on our walk the other day. I think he said "foo baw" about 50 times while watching and participating in the fun. Between each throw, Calvin did a little dance....something like a shuffle backwards with is arms stretched down then up together. All the while, saying something unintelligible.
He read his truck and bus books whenever he pleased.
And was carried around more than he used his own two feet.
In short, Calvin's been well-loved, and he's enjoyed every minute of it!
While awake, Jack enjoyed smiling at and talking to people who love him.
He also seemed to enjoy being held all the time. I'm noticing how much this attention helped him deal with teething now that I need him to be more independent today.
I'm so thankful that God has surrounded the boys, Dan, and me with people who love us so openly. Even if it means a couple rough days while we adjust back to life as usual.