stinking it up like a monday morning...

ya know, monday mornings are un-fun. especially after really awesome weekends. you are living it up, playing word games, eating junk food, staying up late, sleeping in late, then here comes monday carrying those big fat drops of blah to rain all over your parade.

monday, you are such a kill-joy.

and not only does it summon the end of your awesome weekend, but i could swear mondays steal a few of the sleepable morning hours. just completely kid naps 1:30-4:15! and THEN monday has the audacity make you have to pee like 10 minutes before your alarm goes off.

rude!

so you know how i am gonna handle that???

you guessed it-- fat babies.

pictures of huge, chunky inches of babiness.

{how badly do you want to flick those cheeks on a scale from 1-10? 15, am i right???}

{think he is dreaming of a giant tootsie roll? me too.}

{oh yeah, baby!}

{mom, how can you not love my face, really?}

{is it edible?...}

{sir, don't panic, but you have a  giant hungrychild on your head}



{happy monday!}