Day 90- Garbage Day

C thinks that Thursdays are the best because the garbage man comes before his afternoon nap.  He stands right in front of the window watching and squealing as the truck makes its way up the street.  Its seriously funny to see how excited he gets over a big dirty truck.

This morning R and I spent some time snuggling on the couch.  He has been a giant emotional mess this week.  He wakes up screaming for daddy and asks about him all day long.  We're not sure what prompted it this week but I know someone will be very happy when Saturday rolls around and he wakes up to find daddy still in bed instead of at work.

Here is R while I was being goofy with the camera in his face.  At least it got him to smile (sort of)!