A Sunday Day

Mr. SamMan began coughing last night, and the runny nose started up this morning, so needless to say, there was no way I was bringing him to church. That place is teaming with germs, and I get incredibly pissed when parents show up with their sick kids just waiting to wipe their snot, figuratively and literally, on everyone.

I have to say that it was sorta nice being able to sit through church minus the baby, and I'm digging the new Sunday School arrangement. Stay in the chapel for SS? Yes please!

And this is what I came home to.

Tadd confessed that he never puts Samson in his highchair when he feeds him. WTH?

It also looks like Samson may have faked his illness. He looks pretty pleased with himself, doesn't he?

I love that he'll sit on the ground and play with his big bin of toys.

Sam also discovered it's super fun to flip over on his tummy during bathtime. Certainly not the time to practice crawling though...face planted once or twice!

He took advantage of the bubbles to try out what he may look like as an old man.

Oh...

HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!