Sponge bath no pants

Leo Stewart is hanging out in his crib right now and just let off the Mt. Vesuvius of breast milk poop. Oh! There he goes again. His little stomach must feel so good to get everything out.

Here's a quick follow up to my earlier note about getting Louis to fall asleep. I've had this entire week off for Spring Break and have been able to follow the same routine every night with Louis. All I've got to say is:
Routine, Routine, Routine.
After all the action surrounding Leo's arrival and then travelling for Easter, Louis has finally been able to go to bed in the same place, at the same time, surrounded by the same people. It has made a huge difference. Tonight, after hanging out with his cousin Henry, Aunt Metta, and Uncle Michael Louis happily walked into bed with his three books and climbed into bed. He gets jealous when I have to get up to hold Leo but seems to be resigned to the fact that Leo is here to stay. You can see Louis getting out his little two-year-old spite when he "hugs" Leo. What starts as a sweet, innocent hug soon turns into what seems like an Ultimate Fighting Championship submission hold.

I've been very lucky to have been able to spend the past week at home especially since Mary is entering her last quarter of nursing school with gusto. She's been at the hospital four nights this week, working 3 - 11. It has been hard on her but she wants to get through quickly so she has time later to study for her state board exam and be with her boys.