G Love

Little Garrett has acquired a few different nicknames. G man, G love, Bubba and little guy seem to be our favorites.

He had his first week of daycare this week and did amazingly well with the transition. It is just another thing that he has chosen to approach very differently than his sister did at this age. Her first week was awful. She didn't sleep, didn't eat and got sick. Garrett... well... he's been sleeping like a rock star, eating like a champ, and by all accounts the celebrity of the Acorn School this week. Deb, one of his "cuddlers" told me today that they still have yet to hear him cry even one peep. I get this feeling like they don't want me to take him home when I arrive there. A few other teachers have told me that they've come by to hold him and there has been a line of Garrett fans waiting for their turn.

He is, very simply, the best. It's pretty ridiculous how many times a day either Kevin or I says "he is so great", or "he is so cute", or "he is the best", or "he is so chill". It's almost embarassing how much we say those types of things.

Here's to you G love. For making the transition back to the real world easy on your tired old Mom.

A few photos from our Christmas trip...