Elijah’s latest trick is sitting up, semi unaided. Which means his cuteness factor increased by ten in just one day. It also means that Diana can take hundreds of photos without having to use one hand to prop Eli up. Hence yesterday’s and today’s pics.
Today’s is beyond hilarious. It’s as if Elijah is channeling Elvis circa 1968. Just look at him. Yellow jumpsuit open to his waist. Devil may care grin. Odd floral pattern in the background. The only things he’s missing is a plate full of peanut butter banana sandwiches and a bowl full of Amphetamines. I’m extra glad he doesn’t have a bowl full of Amphetamines.
On a personal note, Diana officially hit the wall of tiredness. She went back to work this week and Eli coincidentally decided that he doesn’t particularly enjoy sleep anymore. I’ve tried to take over a couple night feedings, but Diana is still taking the brunt of the abuse. At last count she had 35 seconds of sleep this week. The poor little lamb has vaulted over tired and into some kind of half sleep/half wakefulness that Lindbergh felt on his first transatlantic flight. Who likes non-fiction books? Me!
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