life lately

like i've mentioned before, one of my recent goals is to consolidate and organize all of the pictures on our multiple computers with one giant and excellent photo-organizational plan. it's going decently well, considering how low our starting point was. so i'm staring a lot at pictures and i realized there were some that i hadn't shared with the internet yet. tragedy! so to remedy that fact...

dane usually doesn't mind wearing hats. he barely ever notices when they're on. 

but sometimes, he does, and they scare him (apparently).

he woke up from a nap where he was supposed to be swaddled, and this was how the blanket had ended up. more like a poncho than a swaddle. he's still fully waking up here. . . . he's usually pretty calm for a few minutes after his naps.

i could take pictures every time dane sits on the couch because it's so funny to see him sitting up like he's really big. he totally thinks he belongs there. this was on a sunday evening; tommy and dane were just having some guy bonding time together.

he's a viking. he's proud of it.

going for a walk one day when tommy was working from home, so he took some pictures of us, mostly because of dane's hat. it was so awesome. tommy is an excellent photographer, don't you think?

post-walk chillin'.

when tommy went to the duke game with chelsea, dane dressed up to support the team. (duke clothes for babies are ridiculously expensive--$30 at the duke store for a onesie!--but i found this 70% off at target for $3. have to brag about my deals.)

dane absolutely LOVES looking at himself in the mirror. he'll dive for it and try to lick the mirror. his fingerprints are all over the mirror in our bedroom.

this picture is awesome because of his HAIR--it looks just like mine, haha. and his eyes look fantastic, right? 

buddies.

why buy him toys when he would rather just suck on the water bottle?

this is after he rolled over for the first time a few days ago! he hasn't repeated it since, but i think that's because he never tries. he usually is happy to just lie there flat on his back, until he's NOT happy and then he just cries until i take pity on the poor baby and save him from his misery. (he has a really hard life sometimes.)