H-A-double L-O-W-double E-N

I know I told you to stay tuned for the story of when I was fired, stay tune a little longer. I am in the process of writing it down so now is the perfect time to post pictures from Halloween, right?

I wouldn't want to deprive the world of seeing the cutest little calf there ever was.

The one time Trevor went to the door without Bridge in his arms some kid asked "Is that a costume or how you always dress?"

He wasn't quite sure how to respond, he wishes he dressed like this everyday.

I maybe wish he did too.

I may have a serious problem

But it's debatable.


You see little Bridget may think she is big enough to know what she wants! 


and have a personality! 


and preferences! 


What?? Girl, you are 6 weeks old! 



Well, she definitely prefers sleeping in mommy and daddy's bed... 

Yes, that is a vintage power rangers pillowcase. 

(Can something be vintage from the 90's?) 

And she definitely prefers not being put down... ever. And if you dare to try, her personality comes out with great enthusiasm.

So this is how we get anything done during the day. 
Cooking dinner? Cleaning the bathroom? Laundry? She's done it all.

I think the real problem is she has her mommy's number and it's 1-800-WHIPPED!

No longer a newborn??

So finally after some major diaper blowouts I finally gave in and admitted my baby no longer fits in newborn diapers. Although it may have taken me until she was covered up to her neck in mustard curdy poop to switch her to the bigger size. 

My bad. 

(this picture wasn't even a blowout, it was just Trevor's first time changing her poopy diaper, a moment that needed to be documented)

 So does this mean she is not a newborn anymore?? When is it official? When she doesn't fit in newborn clothes? I feel like I need to define this because if not I will be blindsided and all of the sudden she will be going to college. It happens that fast I hear. 

 On a side note, I think I will have a little caterpillar for Halloween.

And because I am posting random pictures today with one hand while I hold my sleeping baby in the other. This next picture was taken when Bridget was THREE DAYS OLD, and yes she is full on SMILING! and yes, it is a horrible picture taken in haste with my phone.