♥ I'm (grabbing minutes that don't exist and) reading this book.
♥ I hate yogurt, but for some reason I'm obsessed with this stuff.
♥ I'm starting to take exercise really seriously again; it's making me feel so proud of myself.
On the Carter side of things, I'm noticing that he's always majorly stressing to hold back tears by doing this mega pouty-lip face. I've never seen anyone withhold such a sincere, pure battle of facial sadness, and I love it because it melts my heart. Two years of incessant crying was honestly frustrating me to the point of fury.
You can't get mad at this. I think he secretly knows it.
For every 20 cute, girlie things swarming stores, there's maybe one cute item for a little stud.
I found one last week.
I made him this cinnamon toast today. (Pinterest inspired.)
The bear initially got a smile. When it came time to eat it, the bananas got that mega pouty face.