Pearce is Hill's B.F.F. I thought maybe when I was holding Pearce that Hill would give a swift kick or nudge to say "What Up, Man?" but he didn't. I'm sure down the road they will have years of swift kicks for each other to look forward to though.
I sure hope that Marsha does not get annoyed with me when I'm calling her every 30 minutes asking for help. Last night I fed Pearce and was suppose to burp him after 1/2 an ounce ....ummm 1 1/2 oz. later I forgot! He was so fast that I was sure he hadn't had that much, but he did. He forgave me and burped, but I felt bad that I didn't follow the rules. I'd be the first person to make a week old baby's stomach burst from too much formula. So much to learn, so much to learn. I probably made Marsha nervous because I was so awkward in the whole feeding/burping/holding process. I'm going to blame it on my body. I am very uncomfortable in my body right now, can't get comfortable therefore everything is awkward for me. That's my story and I'm sticking to it.
So without further a due I present to you Steven Pearce and his big sister Swayze! I for sure need Swayze around when Hill comes, she is so helpful!
Look at that little grin!
He's so tiny and sweet!
Pearce, Marsha & Swayze. Too cute!
Swayze posing in front of the tree
Thanks Marquerdt Family for having me over to play!
To keep up with the cuteness of the Marquerdt Crew check out Marsha's Blog