On Thursday when we arrived at Jen's, we put Connor down for a nap, while Mr. Howard ran to target, and I stayed at the house with the babies. Because they had been in the car for 7 hours, the last thing I thought they needed were naps, so we all hung out on Jen's living room floor. I'll be honest, I don't have a ton of "lounge on the floor with the babies' time" anymore. There's always some laundry to be done, some craft to do with Connor, some mess to clean up that he's gotten himself into, etc. these days. It makes me sad, because some of my fondest memories of Connor are when we'd cuddle on the floor together. If only I could find a way to get Connor to hang on the floor with the babies and me, it'd be the perfect winning solution.
Oh those eyes!