For some reason I can’t seem to remember much these days. Like, what were our days like when Hugo was one month? Three? No clue. I’m thinking this memory failure is a side effect of sleep deprivation. Or hormones, perhaps? Some cruel trick played on mothers so that they forget how hard this all is and decide to do it again…?
So to help me remember, here’s a little evidence of life at four months:
Ans there you have it- images of what Four Hefti Months looks like. Stay tuned for month five- which is now (I’m behind, go figure).
What a wonderful blog today. Hugo has those beautiful blue eyes. Wonder if they will change. The two of you are doing such a good job – Hugo is one lucky little baby. (It will get easier, honest) XO
The Grizz (Winnebago View - active duty)
1,800 miles and counting
The Hungry hippo (Popup camper - retired)
1,200 miles
The Gruffalo (Tow behind camper - retired):
12,000 miles and counting
The Baby Bison (Tow behind toy hauler - retired):
7000+ miles
Maine > New Mexico + adventures in between
The Great White Buffalo (5th wheel camper - retired):
3,000 miles
Free Range (Slocum 37 sailboat - resting; getting overhauled in Nova Scotia):
Traveled 2,400 nautical miles from Oriental, NC > Antigua (end of the road).
Another fantastic post, My Dear S!! Love you 4 to the moon and back!!
What a wonderful blog today. Hugo has those beautiful blue eyes. Wonder if they will change. The two of you are doing such a good job – Hugo is one lucky little baby. (It will get easier, honest) XO