monday morning

sitting here holding a sleeping baby, my nephew. typing with one hand so don't expect any capital letters..ha ha. i've tried to put him down 2 times now, but as soon as i do..forget it, he wakes up. i've resorted to holding him so he will sleep. it's a wonderful feeling holding a sleeping baby, yes, but, um....i'm starving. it's almost 8 am, i've been up since 6 and my tummy is grumbling. some coffee would be nice too. well, you know, baby comes first and that is the way it is. i love this little guy. he's a little stinker pie.