Year Two: Day One Hundred Seventy Eight

Little man got some shots today and was super bummed until he got home to the dopest present from his grandparents: CARS. He’s obsessed with cars (says the word about 72938838238 times a day) and Jess told me when he opened the package he lost his mind. Wish I coulda been there for that one but mom documented the heck out of it for me:) Can’t wait to get home and play with him!

Year Two: Day One Hundred Seventy Eight

Little man got some shots today and was super bummed until he got home to the dopest present from his grandparents: CARS. He’s obsessed with cars (says the word about 72938838238 times a day) and Jess told me when he opened the package he lost his mind. Wish I coulda been there for that one but mom documented the heck out of it for me:) Can’t wait to get home and play with him!

Year Two: Day One Hundred Seventy Seven

A lover of all animals: Emerson Ventura, Pet Detective!

Year Two: Day One Hundred Seventy Seven

A lover of all animals: Emerson Ventura, Pet Detective!

Year Two: Day One Hundred Seventy Six

Got home way late, didn’t want to disrupt Emerson’s sleep, so left him at nanny’s until tomorrow morning. I’m going to sleep on the floor in here tomorrow night when he’s home.

Year Two: Day One Hundred Seventy Six

Got home way late, didn’t want to disrupt Emerson’s sleep, so left him at nanny’s until tomorrow morning. I’m going to sleep on the floor in here tomorrow night when he’s home.

Year Two: Day One Hundred Seventy Five

15 minutes with nugs at day care, then red eye to Panama City, shoot for 5 hours, then fly back. Kiddo, you’re not just going to college. You’re going to ANY of the colleges.

Year Two: Day One Hundred Seventy Five

15 minutes with nugs at day care, then red eye to Panama City, shoot for 5 hours, then fly back. Kiddo, you’re not just going to college. You’re going to ANY of the colleges.

Year Two: Day One Hundred Seventy Four

Dropped in on Emerson at day care on my way to the airport. Awesome 10 minutes followed by DAMMIT I’M STILL SAD I HAD TO SAY GOODBYE.

Year Two: Day One Hundred Seventy Four

Dropped in on Emerson at day care on my way to the airport. Awesome 10 minutes followed by DAMMIT I’M STILL SAD I HAD TO SAY GOODBYE.

Year Two: Day One Hundred Seventy Three

#TBT to last Thursday when Emerson decided that he no longer needed the tray on his high chair. Nay, my friends, little man IS NOW AT THE TABLE.

Year Two: Day One Hundred Seventy Three

#TBT to last Thursday when Emerson decided that he no longer needed the tray on his high chair. Nay, my friends, little man IS NOW AT THE TABLE.

Year Two: Day One Hundred Seventy Two

Mom update: apparently Emerson was reading to Jess on the way to day care. Given the fact that he only knows a handful of words, I’m guessing this was the most adorable thing ever.

Year Two: Day One Hundred Seventy Two

Mom update: apparently Emerson was reading to Jess on the way to day care. Given the fact that he only knows a handful of words, I’m guessing this was the most adorable thing ever.

Year Two: Day One Hundred Seventy One

Little park action before I redeye out for another week and a half of “no nugget time”. Flying all the way back across the country last night for just a few hours with him was worth it on every single level.

Year Two: Day One Hundred Seventy One

Little park action before I redeye out for another week and a half of “no nugget time”. Flying all the way back across the country last night for just a few hours with him was worth it on every single level.

Year Two: Day One Hundred Seventy

The betrotheds (real word?) meet!

Year Two: Day One Hundred Seventy

The betrotheds (real word?) meet!

Year Two: Day One Hundred Sixty Nine

Text message happiness from my everythings.

Year Two: Day One Hundred Sixty Nine

Text message happiness from my everythings.