Remember this guy? He has been my little man this week. We’ve hung out while Papa and Dee had to work and did pretty much whatever the heck we wanted to.
The week started off pretty rough for Riggin, though. We think he was teething, but the poor guy has nothing to show for his not sleeping, millions of dirty diapers, and horrible diaper rash. Add on top of that a hacking cough and huge crocodile tears running down his face, and it was enough to break the hardest of hearts.
Thank golly, Riggs is feeling better now. He was a trooper through Brandon’s party, stealing all attention away from the birthday boy, and has made several brave attempts at that “first step.”
Today he has helped me and GranDee plant heirloom peppers and tomatoes, some squash, and my favorite…watermelon! Hopefully by the time summer rolls around he’ll have enough pearly whites to chow down on it all with us.
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