weekend update

We have some success to report! We attended church with only minor complications (a sudden, urgent, and angry need to feed), and we attended Roxana and Tony's wedding ceremony without incident (although Kevin did have to hold Chomps the entire time).

Because of yesterday's success, we may take a drive to Redwood City to hunt down bottles and other breastfeeding accoutrement. It's time to let Daddy share in the fun that is our son's voracious appetite.

However, our single-minded goal for today is to get Chomps into the Bjorn. Blood may be shed. Tears certainly will. (And keep in mind that Chomps can't cry yet.)

Chomps lays surprisingly possessive claim to Busy Bee, while at Roxana and Tony's wedding.

All dressed up with somewhere to go.

Peter gives me this look all the time. It's sad when even your 3-week-old knows you're a crackpot mother.

Peter's far less skeptical about Kevin's parenting skillz.