Sleepless in Shrewsbury

The g-unit appears to have stumbled upon the perfect storm of sleeplessness. Teething + cough and cold + new developmental skills = no sleep for anyone. This is the most tired I've felt since the first days and weeks after Henry was born. The poor kid has been a mess with feeling yucky, though he seems to be feeling a little better today and did manage a few consecutive hours of sleep last night. Now we just need to get Henry's daddy feeling better too.

Sleep or no sleep, we did manage to have a fun-filled weekend. Our excursions started on Friday, when Henry and I had a park playdate with our friends.

Four swings, and four little kiddos (Henry's furthest to the left):
On Saturday we went apple picking with friends:
And on Sunday Henry got all dressed up to go to a party. Henry wore his preppy onesie that matches Brian's many striped button-downs. Like father, like son.