I have been failing so much at keeping this blog lively the past couple of weeks.  Part of me thinks that things I used to think were novelties are now mundane in the sense that I still love when Bjorn smiles but I don’t need to share it every time he gives me a cheshire grin.

Here are a couple sweet photos over the past couple of weeks.  He’s getting so big!  No, really…for those of you who have been following my nursing/formula saga, you’ll see he has essentially doubled in size because I’ve caved and started feeding him mostly formula as he just never really took to nursing.  If we lived in a time without formula–this kid would be S.O.L.  But, giving into the feeding has been probably one of my better decisions as a parent.  He’s happy–oh so happy–and I think he may just have been very very hungry the first three months of his life.  Oh, Bjorn…I”m so sorry.

Anyway–here’s my little plumpy.

Bjorn embracing his exhibitionist tendencies and streaking in front of the Christmas Tree.

Bjorn liked this hat so much that his cousin Geddy let him borrow in Denver that he "accidentally" brought it back to Ann Arbor with him.

Paternity test not necessary. Loves me my Jensen Boys.

I’ll probably get in trouble for “launching” these without prior approval from Lars, but I really felt like we hadn’t shared photos in such a long while that I’m risking it all.

In other news, my mom is currently in town and we’re eating like kings and definitely enjoying the benefits of a third set of hands around the house to hold Bjorn.  She, along with Grandma Joan, have been lovely in taking care of Bjorn during my first couple of weeks back at work.  The transition has been a lot less painful than I thought.  My work schedule of three days a week is truly ideal at this time so I’m not complaining.  I’m getting adult conversation and responsibilities but I still get to spend the majority of my time with Dr. Poopsie (aka, Bjorn) and experience all the little things he learns how to do every single day.

We also have been spending time with his teachers at his daycare, Gretchen’s House.  We love love love it, which makes putting him in daycare not something to dread but something that we know Bjorn will enjoy.  His family group teacher is named Brittany and she’s sweet as can be and held Bjorn the entire time for our first visit there.  She must have drawn the short straw with regards to names of kids in her family group, though, because Bjorn’s “classmates” are Neva and Yasmen…a little on the unconventional side but at least they won’t be able to tease each other when they realize they can tease.  Sounds like trouble to me.

Onward to San Diego on Monday for Bjorny to meet his Laver relatives and to dip his feet in the Pacific Ocean (if only for a nanosecond).

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