Twenty Nine and Thirty weeks old

Actual: Twenty Nine weeks (March 24th - March 30th)
Corrected: Sixteen weeks
Weight: 12 lbs. 13 oz. (March 29)

Just a lot of same ol' same ol' this week. Evan did receive his last Synagis shot. This shot helped reduce his chances of catching RSV. Thankfully, knock on wood, he made it through the winter without catching a cold!

Evan helped Andrew and I with our fantasy baseball draft. Andrew thought he'd be a good luck charm and snuggled with him while he drafted. Evan got bored and fell asleep. Oh well, it's important that he starts drafting at a young age though! We were all dressed in our Yankees' gear though. Go Yankees!

Evan shares his thoughts on his Momma's draft picks: http://vimeo.com/91922806

Keep reading Daddy!

Hellllooooooooo good lookin'.

C'mon Yankees! Don't let a boy down! Let's win, win, WIN!

The family that drafts together, stays together.

You want me to what? Roll? Why in the world would I do that?

I have my best dreams while sleeping with my Vera blanket.

Oops, I fell asleep while Daddy was reading. Again.

Hi!

Momma? I think you shrank this onesie or somethin'. It's a liiiiittle too small.

Actual: Thirty weeks (March 31st - April 6th)
Corrected: Seventeen weeks
Weight: 12 lb. 12 oz. (April 2nd)

Evan got to go on his first outside stroller expedition this week. Unfortunately, it started to sprinkle so we were only able to go to the end of the road. Naturally, it was sunny and beautiful the minute we got back inside and all unbundled!

Evan is on hydrocortisone to treat his various rashes. He's on a cream for his face, a lotion for his head and an ointment for his body. When Andrew was picking the last of the hydrocortisone up, the pharmacist remarked "You already have a lot of this". She wasn't kidding, we're swimming in the stuff. It does seem to be working. Since it's a steroid, I'm using it sparingly and only once a day. It cleared up all the rashes and cradle cap overnight though. Woot!

Captain Adorable, at your service.
 

Do you see my hand Uncle Ryan? Do you see how awesome it is?

I am a push up master! Hear me grunt!

Oh crap. Heavy head.

This time with more concentration.

Wee!

So Gma said that I can come to her house and watch the trains when I'm a little older.
I think Gma is just using me as an excuse to sit and watch trains.

Now what? I've played with all my toys, spit up all over the place. Oh I know! I'll eat!

Yeah, wake me when we get there.

Thanks for bundling me all up Momma. I think I'll sleep through my first outside walk.

Get ready! I'm about to spit up!

But it's April! Why is it still cold?!
I thought you said it was Spring!!

Target puts me to sleep.

I don't always pass out right after eating,
but when I do, I make sure to hold a fabulous pose.

I love my changing table. If I'm cranky, just put me up here for a bit.