Sunday morning

This morning we slept in and decided to go to 2nd service instead of 1st. We got Hannah ready and looking awful cute and then she started rubbing her eyes. So we thought we would let her nap for 30 minutes then we would get her up for church.
Then it hit me...she has a productive cough, is still on breathing treatments and antibiotics, has an ear infection and I'm going to wake her up from a nap to take her to church and put her in the nursery.

I'm going to call CPS on myself cause this child needs protected from her looney parents.

On the bright side, can breathing treatments look any cuter?




On a not bright side, we have a climber. I actually took this picture after I got her down from standing on the arm and putting her knee up to climb on the back of the chair. Maybe I should pay more attention to her instead of blogging.


"Almost got it Rocky! If I could just figure out what that top one is for, we could make our break!"

*Note: husband needed to edit the blog due to the use of a certain (rather tame) 4 letter word and some political "humor". My apologies to those offended.