Who needs a crib, bed or a pillow when you’ve got an Aunt Trisha?!

He was perfectly content sleeping in that position. If we tried to move him (and we did) he would fight to get right back there again. Finally, we just gave up and allowed him to lay on her leg and sleep. lol

I had a migraine and Daddy had made dinner for everyone. He thought it was simple task…

Step 1 – Plunk Emmett John into the high chair.

Step 2 – Supply Emmett John with plenty of scrambled eggs, Gerber Mixed Berry Yogurt Melts (two of his favorite foods) and a sippy.

Step 3 – Emmett John eats his dinner. (or so we thought)

Easy peasy, right. Clearly, Emmett John had other plans. lol