Poor little Smudge had a very fussy weekend and AC and I did some major Rockin'...
Rollin'...
And Rockin' some more!!!
They say that babies sometimes go through a growth spurt at four weeks and need to eat constantly and fuss when they aren't eating. Well, Smudge seemed to follow that path this weekend. She was not a happy camper and just about wore poor mom to a frazzle. Grandma and Grandpa were glad to come to the rescue.
The sun was shining for most of the long weekend, so we took advantage of the nice weather and sat on the porch for some of our rock 'n roll duty. We even took the wee fussy bundle for a "roll" in her stroller, but the strollin' didn't last long. She just couldn't settle lying down. So it was back to the front porch and the rocking chair there. I quite enjoyed it actually.
I am glad to be off my rocker now though and will soon be heading to bed. Talk to you all later. Nite nite!
3 comments:
How I love these pictures. The warmth and love and sweet Smudge. Nothing like grandparents to the rescue!
I just keep thinking how precious these pictures will be to Smudge down through the years.
"Rock and Roll Duty" - Now that's a hoot.
Oh, Cuppa. I can only reference my only child - she was heaven for two or three weeks, then at week four all hell broke loose. We rocked and rolled, too! It soon will pass. I love your photos...the best or worst memories? LOL! Hang in there, gramma! Car rides and vacumm cleaners worked for me.
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