A Perfect Day & A Toothy Night in Fredericksburg

Saturday, September 5, 2009

Brady sleeps in until 7:30. We wake up to a spectacular view:

We put Brady in the stroller and walk down to the Bakery where we munch on homemade cinnamon rolls. Brady flirts with the girls behind the counter.

Brady takes 2 great naps. We watch College Football, take a nap and snack on Flag cookies:



I get to cook on an exquisite piece of kitchen equipment. My skills are not worthy of such greatness:

We eat homemade lasagna and visit with Nonnie...and then...Brady starts getting unusually fussy.

He is definitely in teething mode... crying, biting and slobbering on and on for what feels like hours. It breaks my heart. My poor baby is finally able to sleep after Daddy has walked the floor with him for a while. He awakens the next morning happy as can be as if the night before never happened and as there is still no sign of those elusive top teeth, I begin to wonder if it really did.