4th of july

No matter how much sleep I actually am getting, I have yet to wake up in the morning feeling refreshed and ready to get up. I'm beginning to believe that someone is coming in our room at night and casting lead weight eyelid spells on me. We alternate between a couple good nights and one or two rough ones. But I have little to complain... even the rough ones aren't filled with endless cries and screams, but rather just restless squeeking and endless diaper changes and burping.

I wish I had as much fun activity as cousin Samuel to report from the 4th. Our 4th was pretty much like any other Wednesday during the day. If we are all showered, dressed and fed by mid afternoon ... we're doing good. But by the evening, we were up for an adventure. We headed over to Dody's for burgers and red white and blue jello! After dinner we taught Grampop and Grandma deBeaumont how to play Farkle. Grampop was the Farkle Champion! Then we walked down the street and found our perfect spot to see the Zilker Park fireworks. You could even hear the music! We stayed up late that night and didn't even leave Dody's until 10:45!

Grandma deBeaumont and I went for a speedy Target trip between feedings and got Henry some new pj's! Check our his new digs: