Superbowl Sunday

Can you believe I just named this post after the big game? I am not a televised football fan, but despite that fact, this will be the second year running that I will have watched the Superbowl. Last year, Jeremy and I and an unborn Iain were in Seattle and watched the game with my friends Jon and Angela. This year, we'll be watching it again with friends Pete. Lauren, and Iain's buddy Noah. So next post, you will see pictures of two adorable baby boys at their first Superbowl party. And I have to say, although I enjoy the idea of not watching the most watched few hours of television in America, the ads are usually pretty funny, and I am looking forward to game time goodies. :)

Anyway...
On the Iain front, his cold is about the same. His sleeping habits are about the same. His fascination with his feet is about the same. But, he and I did have a fun wrestling match on the living room floor a few minutes ago. He won by shrieking delightedly and slobbering in my ear. He was so wound up afterwards that he kicked his feet like a crazy person, waved his arms, and kept the shrieking up until he could settle down enough to eat and fall fast asleep. Play hard, eat hard, crash hard - that's Iain's motto.

Here are some adorable pictures taken by my mom of Iain playing in his favorite toy: the jumparoo. Please note the hair that it faintly visible, and the drool that is always plentiful.




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