The first week home was eventful. For the first two nights Reid didn't sleep so Sara and I were working on limited sleep. Don't be fooled by the picture below. He only liked to sleep during the day. Reid is now sleeping for more of the night and just gets up for a little milk and cookies. He's a peeing and pooping machine and loves to toot, if you know what I mean. Marley is still a little scared of the cry baby, but he's warming up to him and will soon be barking to protect the him.
He had a photo shoot as you can see by the picture below. Grandpa wanted to take pictures with his diaper off, so Reid taught him a lesson. Thank god for Grandma Milkovich who gave us an extra hand all week and did lots of baby laundry. In this coming week, we have the Bris, but don't tell Reid. We don't want him to run away from home.
Cousin Steve stopped over and brought a ton of gifts. A pair of Michael Jordan Nikes was one of them. Get your game on Steve, Reid is going to kick your butt!
Hmmmm. Should I do a poop, pee, or eat...
Guess he went for the poop. Always sounds better in your head!
