Wordless Wednesday: Boy Scouts of America
My husband the boy scout.This is his original uniform from when he was an actual boy scout.Something about this picture makes me feel dirty, and not in the good way.
Yesterday Noah had a belly ache. I tried everything to soothe him. Nursing. Belly Rolls. Burping. Rocking. Swaying…. Nothing really seemed to help. The Joe came home. Joe has the magic touch. We like to call it flying baby. Whenever I try to do flying baby it doesn’t work. There’s something special about Joe’s flying…