I was in the hospital listening to my ex say wonderful things like “Do I really need to be here?” and “Is this going to be over soon?” Fortunately, he got over it once they cleaned Daniel up and gave him to us. This picture is all that I have of Dan’s birth day. My hard drive died a quick painless death, taking the pictures with it.
This was the best picture I could get of Dan with Granny this past weekend. He did NOT want his picture taken all weekend, and would turn away from the camera when I pointed it in his general direction.
Doing what 3 year old boys do best – making LOTS of hideously fun noises.