Judah had a good night's sleep and was still a sleep bug come morning. I was afraid to prop him up (to breathe better) and walk away, so I just adored him while I folded laundry.
The weather was great- 50 and sunny. So we took a walk to Meijer. It's only a mile away, Jonah had the truck, the van is in the shop, and someone needed St Patrick's Day gear. You'd think it was 80 by the way Bryan and the kids were dressed...
Judah and I were dressed more appropriately. Isn't he sweet with his little hands tucked in there?
Susan is always on it, and she made this great fruit tray for St Patrick's Day. In case you wondered, the pot o'gold and cloud were gone first. Followed by red and indigo. The rest were eaten at a much more leisurely pace.... interspersed with goodies from the (not pictured) dessert tray.
Cat- napping...
(Jonah had a great leprechaun- inspired hat that let his hair... like this.)
Popeye.
Popeye drinking the spinach juice.
Bryan, making St Patrick's Day dress-up actually look good. (I never did get a picture of anyone else.)
Judah, loving on his Godmother-to-be. Or maybe it was the other way around. I'm sure it's mutual.
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