Nico woke up at 5:30.
He played with the drawer pulls on my dresser.
Then he thought it might be fun to head-butt the drawer pulls on the dresser.
He was wrong.
My baby has a bruise in the middle of his forehead.
He's still the cutest thing you've ever seen.
I decided it was high time I got back on this blog.
So instead of catching up on all the Key West posts that remain to be written.
Or the last month's worth of summer posts...
I thought I'd share a picture of my baby's first bruise.
And his messy face.