Where's Hayden?

Sorry for the lack of blogging. The basement clean-up continues and it has completely sucked out my entire will to live. It's been four days now and I'd say we've at least passed the half-way point.

Hayden and I are taking Friday off. We're going to try this new exercise class at Starr Gymnastics. It's an exercise ball class and it's completely free!

Our once perfect and silent baby has disappeared. In his place is a baby sent by the devil to steal away our sanity and precious moments of sleep. For some reason, over the past couple of weeks, Hayden has been really fussy starting in the evenings. To quiet him, I have to feed him or walk around. As soon as he stops feeding and I try to put him down, he'll scream and get really mad. The only thing that will calm him is usually to feed him again or, if I'm lucky, walk around with him. He's also getting up more often at night. He's turing four months tomorrow. I thought he was supposed to be sleeping through the night by now but I guess that's just a pipe dream. It's a good thing he's so darn cute.