The funniest or most unfortunate part of the weekend was a little accident Connor had ON one of our guests on Saturday. Our friend Eliud was holding Connor and we were all chatting, when all of a sudden he says, "Oh my gosh, I think I feel wet. I think he peed on me." We all couldn't believe it, but sure enough, Connor had leaked out of his diaper. Eliud was totally cool about it, but we felt terrible.
As a side note, please don't let this story keep you from visiting us. I don't think we can guarantee it won't happen again, but it is definitely very rare. Thanks Eliud, for being so understanding. I have a feeling, he'll remind Connor of this when Connor's a bit older.
Tomorrow Jeff goes back to work, which makes me a bit sad. It's been so nice having him around and of course the extra set of hands is a huge help. We will miss you Daddy. Call often.
Connor all snuggled up on Grandma's lap. He looks huge because the burp cloth is draped over his belly.
State Puffed Marshmellow baby.
My high school friend from Plano was in Houston, so she came by for a visit. Thanks Val.
Connor's version of tummy time. :)
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