Milca, Shawn and the kids came over for dinner on Saturday. We hadn't really hung out with them since Peyton has been born and it was so different. Ha. We spent most of the time juggling babies. Well, Cory and Shawn got to play tennis...
Aryana, Angel and Peyton. They all look the same size. Ha! Aryana is 18 months, Angel is 6 months and Peyton is almost 3 months.
Jose wanted her to take a picture with Optimus Prime.
Peyton's great Uncle Steve and Aunt Ruth bought her a really, pretty fancy dress, so I thought I'd do a little photo shoot in it this morning. So here is Peyton 11 weeks and 2 days. : ) Her eyebrows become one when she is pushing herself up. Ha!
I thought we were going to have a great flight because Peyton was sound asleep, but that only lasted like 15 minutes. She was up almost the entire flight. Thankfully I had a whole row to myself, and it was the one behind the wall, so there were no seats in front of us. I did a lot of standing and bouncing. She did fuss, and even let out a few screams, but she was still really good. Traveling alone wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to be. Everyone is really helpful when you have a baby by yourself. I still can't wear my rings, and I still look 15, so I felt the judging eyes. HA!
Chillin' during our two hour layover in Atlanta.
She was so tired, but just wouldn't sleep.
And I know Cole isn't my kid and this is a blog about Peyton, but he is just so cute. And he is her future husband. : )