After an uneventful trip, then dropping Adam off at the airport at 5 AM, I met Simon. FINALLY.

Now I know my new best friend. Poor kid, he has no idea what is about to happen to him. I am going to cover him a a tilde wave of love!!

I am obsessed with this boy!!!!

The plan for the trip: Stay home, help Belle, love and hold my Simon, and enjoy this time together.

I fed him, and Belle took a nap, and I was in heaven.

Ralphie wasn’t sure about me…

BUT I was sure!!

Lets see what happens when you unwrap him…

BIG STRETCH!

BABY!!!!!!!

So sleepy.

And TINY.

Belle came out and we had to get him changed and tried to wake him up to eat…

 

Fed and dressed again…

This kid doesn’t have a bad angel.

Then he really started to get expressive!!

Look at that DIMPLE!!!!

Holding my hand!! We got caught up on Survivor! It was a pretty great day.

Speaking of hands, he has my same hands!!!! I know he’s not mine, I KNOW. BUT we have the same HANDS!!!

In exchange for doing dishes, giving him supplements, helping while she did some self care, I got to just be buried under baby, and I was LOVING it.

BFFs! Yes the last F is FOREVER.

At dinner time I did some dishes, and made stroganoff. Belle did the hard stuff, constant breast feeding. I got to snuggle with him after I gave him his supplement. Milk drunk.

Once we woke up, he got BUSY being SUPER cute!!!

He wasn’t 100% sure about me.

But he held my hand anyway.

 

It was time to show him off to my kids:

It went okay, they were hard to pin down. When the cats away…you know.

One more feeding, and it was really bed time.

Miiiiiiilk.