Substance and Soul

Life 365 | Week 40

LifeSamantha WetterholmComment

GUYS, we just finished week 40 of this year. How is that even possible? I’m a little late to this postaloo. My mom and sis have been in town since Saturday and they have been enjoying kissing and squishing the baby chub. Seriously, have you tried it though?

I’m just popping by to show you last week’s photos. I’ll do a longer post of all our festivities with my fam later. This week I’m on another rotation so I’ll be purrrrtty busy. 

TWENTY-NINE Emma, all I see is your drool, and your freaky finger-toes. 

THIRTY “Yo, check it. Don’t let this frilly pink shirt fool you, I’m straight up gangsta.”

ONE I don’t even know what is going on here. Maybe she’s playing her air piano or showing off her freshly manicured nails. 

TWO Two words: BABY CHUB. It’s the holy grail. It’s the fountain of youth. It’s the opening to the pearly gates. Oh and you’re gone now. 

THREE Nothin’ to see here. Just complete adorableness. Or she’s pooping. It’s usually one of those. 

FOUR Auntie Mariah and Mamaw came to see the squish ball. She, of course, needed to dress for the occasion.

FIVE Now if only she held my keys and Chapstick, then she’d make the perfect purse. 

Have a great rest of the week!