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?