Too Cute

As posted earlier, Carter has been mildly fussy since his circumcision on Tuesday. Yesterday, we finally bit the bullet and sterilized some pacifiers for him -- just in case we had trouble later in the evening. At around 8pm, Dave returned from the gym to find both Carter and myself mid-meltdown. Dave sent me into the bedroom for some quiet time with pizza and a book, and he tackled bath time with Carter. Needless to say, the sterilized pacifiers came in handy. When the crying finally eased, this is what I walked into the kitchen to: Carter in his bath, with warm washcloths covering just about his entire body, and a pacifier in his mouth (Winnie the Pooh). Seemed like the only thing he was missing was scented candles! I was jealous.