favorite time of the day

Daddy's home. 

Sweet Home

A "few" pictures from our recent trip home. 

We were greeted by Grandaddy and Uncle Stephen (who Charlie simply calls "football") at the airport where they met Samuel for the first time. 

Then, on to my parents for a few days of rest (at least for the ones not sleeping with Sam. Bless you GG). 

I thought I was leaving it behind......

but snow followed us. 

Yeah, the hat, I know. Should have looked in the mirror. 

a full length one. 

We ended up having a great time and I was so glad that everyone got to play with Charlie in the snow. Though it didn't take long for him to call it quits. 

motley crew ~

Do I really belong in this family?

 

Segway, cute baby ~

One of my many favorite cousins (why didn't I get a picture of the rest of you?)

Samuel finally got to meet his Gurney. I think she liked him. 

In true Southern form, the blizzard was gone by the afternoon, and the next few days were spent getting some much needed vitamin D. 

and learning a few things~

Aunt Lacey was sure to leave her mark on him as well ~

Before heading on to the Davis's, we stopped by the Conner's. The boys had a blast (as dd the adults). 

We only had a couple of days with them, but it was sweet.

Charlie loved playing with his cousins. Everyone says this one could be his sister. 

Ma-Ma and her granbabies (minus two cuties in Colorado)~

more Sam

We were on our way to the bath when a quick glance in the mirror stopped me in my tracks.

something......

or I should say, somebody, struck me as awfully cute. 

We stopped this little photo shoot as soon as my scarf started getting wet. and my shirt. and jeans. carpet...

three

If you know him, I imagine you are head over heels for him too. 

Happy St. Patrick's to you too

Just 30 minutes ago....

somebody was a little dazed and confused. Can you guess who (other than the our friend the owner, pictured with us)?

Bryan and I were winding down for the night when we heard bagpipes ~ real ones ~ just below us. We figured we were going to hear them anyway, so why not go and watch them as well? 

We drug poor Charlie out of his snuggly bed and took him with us to the loud, hoopin' and hollerin' downstairs restaurant, pj's, paci's and all. He was so confused, but excited, asking "bye?" as we were walking down the stairs. 

I'm not sure he will remember it in the morning, but it was fun while it lasted (which was not long. I just got a quick look at what was going on and then went back upstairs with the babe. The other 2 just stayed a few minutes).

Horrible parents? Nah.

As I now sit here, about to hit "publish", I am bouncing.......I think they've turned to Irish dancing now. Oh well. It's not like I sleep much anyway. 

love, Charlie

To all his favorite people, I hope your valentine's make it to you on time.  They were made with love!