My roommates mother came to stay with us for a few days and she had to bring her new baby ... he's all of 2 mths old here. His name is Squirrel. I know. Anyway, he was sleeping in the kitchen when I came home in the middle of the night. He was on this blanket I made that he just fell in LUV with and got to keep.
1st pic is of him in all of his 3 lb glory.
Next 4 are when I woke him up.
You can just imagine the dialogue going on here ... :o)
I could have interpreted but I don't feel that language is appropriate for his age.
I love this last picture. Don't know that I've ever seen anything that small be so angry. Heh. Not much of a 3 a.m.er apparently.
And I gotta say, that little sucker is gonna be so spoiled ... his feet didn't hit the ground once except when he had to go to the restroom. SOMEone was holding him the whole time. It was cute in a pathetic sorta way. :o)
Happy Holidays again all.