Monday, March 7, 2011

Babysitting and a Pacifier Thieving Rebel on our Hands

Let there be no doubt.  Mr. Mason is not read to be a big brother anytime soon ever. 
The Math Man and I spent the weekend babysitting the sweet six month old son of some of our best friends--while they got away over night alone together for the first time since sweet baby W arrived last labor day weekend.  While, W's sweet babyness might have only fueled my fire for a wee one of my own (but don't worry Math Man, not immediately), Mr. Mason would like to report that he feels otherwise.  Jealous would be the understatement of the year.  He took it upon himself to seek out every pacifier that he could find--under the crib, under the sofa, under the baby swing, and then eat them. 

Aw, Mr. Mason, don't worry, you'll always be my baby. 

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