Max had a fever and gas yesterday.
Mother's Day.
Bobbie Jo's first Mother's Day.
We've said time and time again how incredibly lucky we are to have a baby that fusses as little as Max does. He almost fusses "zero". Not yesterday. His gas was so bad, the blood curdling screams could probably have been heard down the block. And when he wasn't farty, he was incredibly cranky.
For her first Mother's Day, Bobbie Jo "got" to sleep in til 10. Went to Meijer's. Finished a few loads of laundry, and got ready for her first day back at work. Her fancy dinner was takeout from Big Bob's (the remainder of which she eats as I type this).
It's a Mother's Day she'll never forget.
