Poor Foxy was up for the day at 5am - he hasn't been sleeping very well here. I on the other hand was not ready to be up for the day at 5am. So we hung out on my bed with baby Jane and Shrek until the sun was up.
Fox has been having an exceptionally alarming amount of tantrums here. I simply gave up and tossed him one of Jane's stinkin' pacifiers. And you know what? His tantrums decreased instantaneously. Man alive. He was six weeks
Sweet baby Jane.
There was another rainstorm after church followed by sunshine.Tanya for the lovely photo :)
To release some of his pent up energy we headed outside.
Grandpa made a ginormous cupcake for Fox's birthday part 2. Even Jane had her eyes on it!
When we were singing "Happy Birthday" to Fox he froze and zoned out. It was so funny. Same stale face the entire song.
Only 2.5 more days left in Washington - better live 'em up!