I may have posted this before, but some of A’s stuffed animals creep me out. When I was little I used to say goodnight to all my stuffed animals in case they decided to come alive in the middle of the night (my logic was that if I was nice they would leave me alone). Not that I believe that anymore. But why are they all always staring at me…

I’m just saying.

Oh what is Super A up to today? I’m sure the grandparents are wondering. He’s teething. Therefore, he requests “needs pass” (pacifier) often.