Nigh Night

 

My poor baby gets dragged to gymnastics every Tuesday from 5:30-7:00. He seriously just WAITS by the gates in hope that someone will leave one open and he can rush on to the floor. It gets rather exhausting, especially when his mom is constantly chasing him OFF the gymnastics floor :) Last week....he gave up :) He loves this bear, which was my "Honey Joe" bear from my childhood. He calls it Baby :) He actually spent part of his morning today trying to give Baby some of his boppy.