This morning was beautiful.
And not just because of Amy Butler fabrics.
He slept in until (Hallelujah Chorus) 5:30.
After which Michael entertained him until 6:45.
When I gave him a morning bottle and he fell asleep next to me in bed.
Last night was the first night since coming home that I didn't get our evening dishes washed before going to bed.
I gave myself a free pass from washing the dishes to spare some tears.
I would have cried about a miserable attempt to camouflage one expensive little pill in a food that (I didn't know) that Million doesn't even like.
Guess what we're going to try to change the taste of today?