Gorgeous sunrise this morning.  That lake-front property we bought sure does have its perks. 

This guy didn't enjoy the sunrise as much as I did. He had a very rough night.  I blame the fact I ate at Red Robin. (Either cross-contamination, non- organic ingredients,  or corn in the ketchup. Maybe all 3.)

After wake up shortly atfter 4 and being awake until... well this at 630...Dad got up and took him for a little walk.  Put him right out. Isn't that little foot peeking out the cutest?!

This kid is a Daddy's Boy. Luckily, Bryan's 2 week trip didn't ruin that. Dad was working on Selah's new hedgehog cage and came in for a second. Judah lost it when he tried to go back outside without him. You can see who won here. It's certainly nice to have a kid like their dad at this age. But also certainly weird to have then PREFER their dad. If he's tired or hungry, he wants mom. But otherwise, it's dad. If he only knew how much I do for him...kidding. it really is helpful that he likes Dad, especially with having to pump. 

Mr flexible here isn't crawling, yet.  But he sure is stretching!

And boy does he love to stand! He generally can't get there all the way himself, but he can stay there and he's working on doing it alone. It is a relief because with the Prune Belly we were prepared for all kinds of delays. Add in the clibfoot and there's more strikes against him. So far so good! 

Everyone's favorite part of Encampment,  both at home and while there. Mail Call. The kids loves watching and it was more fun previously because the staff could get bricks for doing something stupid. But I guess as of today, that is no longer. Still not entirely sure on the why- and noah got a brick yesterday but mail call wasn't live streamed so we missed it. Something about having trouble folding the ironing board and letting the top touch the ground...