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Rare Moments

There are very few mornings that we're not on the go.  Five days a week, I rush out of the house before the hubs or Bug are even awake.  On some days, though, when the occasion calls for it, we find ourselves at home together in the morning.  On this particular morning, before taking Bug to day care I thought it would be a good idea to get some "Thank You" donuts for Bug's teachers.  While there, we had a family breakfast. :)



She loving the ham and cheese croissant!



After breakfast we dropped her off at day care.

Big door.  Little Bug.

There is a ton of goodness squished into these skinny jeans. :)







Then she realized Mommy and Daddy weren't staying.  I guess that's the problem with breaking the routine.  Bug was so excited to spend the morning with both Mommy and Daddy that she was sad to see us go.  Normally she runs into Miss Nona's arms!

We picked her up later that day and I was pretty excited to finally get some pictures of Bug with her teachers.

Miss Anahit- "Ana!" to Bug.

Miss Narineh- "Narna!" to Bug.


Baby Bug Hulk trying to pick up the Bumbo.

These stackable toys are the best.  She can spend hours putting them together and pulling them apart.


Oh yeah.  McKayla's still around, running to save herself from Bug.  :/

This weekend we also got some free time in the morning just the three of us so we spent it at Starbucks (of course!).  While there, our little walker was practicing her walking skills while Daddy followed her around.



Pretty sure she was trying to poop. :/

Yup.


















Now he's losing her!

Franken-Bug





This kid keeps us on our toes...too much. :P

God Bless,
Kat

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