Thanksgiving tomorrow!

Woohoo! Although, I'm pretty sure my husband or I

have had to work the last 5 Thanksgivings...this year, his turn.

Oh well. It's still Thanksgiving. And it just feels good right?

In case you forgot, 

I had a baby and this parenthood thing

is quite something. 

It's not anything I expected yet everything I did...

how deep is that?

Last night, I finally posted some pics of our sweet babe

on Facebook. And then I realized...
I'm one of THOSE people.
Yep, I combed through the 2,000 pics of James

from my phone and posted, of course, only the cutest shots of him.

What?
Of course he's always cuddling in my husbands arms or smiling...

Nope, he doesn't cry. Or fuss. Or poop.
Or do anything that doesn't consist

of him being utterly adorable.
Hilarious.
I should've done an album of his 

little red face streaked with tears...
a poop-filled diaper...
and my husband looking at his little babe in confusion
because he doesn't understand why he can't

get him to stop crying.
But Nah. I'll go with just adorable.