Good morning. Hopefully our readers who reveled in Mardi Gras celebrations were able to make it to Ash Wednesday with an agreeable amount of pride and health. Holden got drunk on Mommy's milk and passed out by 830 almost every day this week. He has decided to start acting like a bigger boy during the nights and sleep for SIX hours for the first stretch and then a couple of two hour naps following that. I admit this doesn't affect me as much as Daddy has been pulling long hours at work. So when Laila told me one evening as I came home, "Holden slept for 12 hours last night!", my dumb ass replied "At ONCE?!". Well, I am happy that Laila is getting better sleep and more of it.
Granpa Harry and Uncle Matin have been in Key West this week and just left this Saturday morning. They really enjoyed Holden and the adventures Key West has to offer. They went jet-skiing, caught a shark, ate good food and saw plenty of cross-dressers.
Holden continues to wage a war of his hands as he tries to catch the left with the right, get any part of a hand in his mouth or grab toys and shirts with death grips. He loves his evening bath time and using his feet to catch Rubber Ducky. He lets us know he is ready to sleep by screaming like a banshee until we do just the right thing...I still don't know what.
Mommy had a birthday and turned 23. I know she is a little younger than most mothers but she is doing a fantastic job.
Have a good weekend readers.
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