Just got back from the Big Apple where I spent Easter with Charlie and my kids.
I have never left home for more than three days without becoming miserably homesick. This time? I had to drag myself out the door to leave. Good thing the plane was late.
I'll just post some pictures - still unpacking, doing laundry and mentally catching up.
I suspect this facial expression is one he won't lose as he grows up:
He loves his bath. Here is one taken while his Mom bathed him:
Happy Quilting, Penny, Evelyn and Pearl