(David at 7:47 am...I always take a pic of him on his birthday at the time he was born because I was asleep for his actual birth and then didn't get to see him for about 13 hours later. Sounds sad - but I took a nap and got this guy. Really, a pretty happy story.)
(Since the birth of #3, I have learned to embrace blurry photos).
It is always in those moments where I think
Monday was just one of those days.
I read all the comments and I wish I could give everyone a book and stamps!