Well many already know but we spent last night in the hospital.
I was getting ready for work Tuesday night and went
to check on J. who was napping in his crib.
Only to find him not breathing...
I ripped him out of the crib and was putting him on the floor
when he opened his eyes and took a big gasp.
I can honestly say that this has humbled me some
and will definitely not be taking him for granite.
Nor will he be sleeping in his own room!
Now on to happier moments!
J. is 8 months old today and got a new ball pit.
He is not quite sure about it. But likes it as long
as you are down there with him.
And the first things that he finds is...
the TAG!!!
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