We traveled to Idaho for Wesley’s first Christmas! He had a great time and so did we.
I think his favorite toy was the green ball he got from Grammie Angie and Grandpa Ronnie:
My favorite photo from the vacation:
Those EYEBROWS, oh my goodness. I don’t know what he was doing but I love that I caught it.
Wesley is going through a bit of a separation anxiety phase, which was a riot when he was faced with a ton of faces he didn’t quite remember and people with beards and lots of loud toys. And then his top teeth started coming in. There was one middle-of-the-night freakout (sobbing from 3am to 3:20am while refusing milks, his binky, cuddling, not cuddling, you name it) and a couple of where-is-my-Mama crying jags every day, but he did great, all things considered.
Merry Christmas, Chubby Baby.