This morning started out with a much cuter onesie that matched his little green striped socks. I was really excited to get a picture of him in it. For some reason every time I put a super cute outfit on him something happens to the outfit within 10 minutes of me putting on. Usually its baby vomit (gross) but today it was a super butt explosion (even grosser) that occurred about 2 seconds after I changed his diaper and put the cute onesie on. Luckily Owen still looks like a million bucks rockin the classic white onesie.
(i just changed Owen's diaper while writing this and he pee'd all over the place. I changed his onesie AGAIN. Justina and Dana...be grateful your girls can't shoot pee all over you.)
Owen and I are getting into a nice rhythm. He is settling into his own schedule, and I now can tell the difference between his hungry cries and his tired cries. He only freaks me out when he chokes. He does this when he eats to fast. He is my little hungry piggy.