The baby....

Every morning at 6am, he is up.

And ready to go.

and, quite frankly, a little angry because no one wants to play.

So, while I make lunches, and breakfast, Daddy takes him to the bathroom and sets

him on the counter while he shaves, etc.

He generally combs his hair.

and Ty is so proud of the "new look."

So, this morning, he came down and:

It's Alfalfa!  

Can you see the little hairs that stick up?

And now, Alfalfa and his puppy are gonna eat.

And smile.

Cause someone finally played with him this morning.