Notice the bruise on his head? His sister likes to body-slam him. That's what big sisters are for, right?
My little April Fool. We had all sorts of plans for the day, but because of the snow storm rolling through, we're playing it by ear (though I'm hoping we can take the bugger out for a special lunch and for his first hair cut!). I laugh thinking about the weather today, considering it was a balmy 70 degrees the day Eric was born (I came home from the hospital on Easter Sunday, and it was 80 degrees!). To read about his birth, head over here. We are having a birthday party for him tomorrow. I'll be back next week with pictures!
Happy birthday Eric! I love you to the moon and stars and all the way back again.