Orally fixated on balloons. But really, who isn’t. AMIRIGHT.
I hate that everything Chooch has is so much cooler than my own stuff.
I was using a Rugrats comforter when I met Henry. In fact, I had a Rugrats shower curtain too. Then he moved in and adultified everything, that no-fun-havin’ Zetterburg. At least Chooch gets to have a fun room.
“I can still sleep in your room though, right Mommy?”
Yes this is very cool. Green is my fav. color. Most of my walls are green. And that bed looks bouncer-fic!
Green walls are so relaxing! I keep trying to get Henry to paint the walls in our other rooms, because every other room is white, stark boring white and I think that’s one of the reasons I hate it here so much.
I love green!
Also, awwww, his hairs are so long and curly!
I love green too! Those walls always make me feel calm.
I was looking at pictures of him from last fall and I can’t believe how much hair he’s grown since then (finally!). He was half-bald for so long, but now those old pictures look so weird to me!
Um, hello? Those striped walls are completely awesome. I want.
Henry and I fought over those stupid stripes back when we were getting the room ready before Chooch was born. He hated them so bad but I insisted that the walls HAD TO BE STRIPED. I still love it and it remains the only nice room in our house.
His laughing is cracking ME up.
You know I’m not a big fan of kids (though obviously I love my own) but that is the one thing about them that gets me every time — infectious giggles!
loving the walls. come paint my house please.
Seriously, it’s the only nice room we’ve got. I’ve been begging Henry for years to paint the rest of the house but he comes up with fifty billion excuses.