We got Connor all ready for Church today. And, no, before you get all bent out of shape that we are going to post every outfit change or every bowl movement, we do not have plans to post every little thing that happens to him. Otherwise, I would be posting pictures of him crying right now. Not that he cries a lot. He just so happens to be crying right now.
Anyway, we put him in a striped button down shirt and no pants. Like Father like son. I also don’t like wearing pants. At Church, some people commented that “only Liz” would dress a newborn in a button down shirt. What?! I mean just cause we don’t dress our son in Poo(h), doesn’t mean it’s not cute. Right? More on my poohlosophy (Philosophy on Pooh) in some later post. It’s juicy. A juicy Pooh, perhaps… Anyway, check the pictures after the jump.
I just love some of these pictures of my mom with Connor, so I wanted them on the blog. I love to post pictures, Im not so good with the writing thing. My mom’s visit was so nice, and it was sad to see her go. We look forward to the other set of Grandparents to arrive next week and for Connor to be Blessed at church by his Dad. The start of this year has for sure been all about family, and it will be sad when things start slowing down a bit.
