Loved to Pieces

There is no end in sight for the amount of love Gunnar is getting on our trip here in Washington. He is loved to pieces.
Ezra just loves him to death. Him and Owen got Gunnar the camo outfit for my birthday gift (first sign you are a mom, birthday gifts for you are actaully for the kids) and wants Gunnar in it anytime she sees him. He convinced his dad to get him some camo pj's so they can match.

Owen is still a little unsure. Right before this picture he ask my mom to put Gunnar on the floor so she could hold him. He was informed that Grandma was capable of holding two kids at once. Owen seemed satisfied with this, but whatever Grandma did to Gunnar she better do to Owen too! Owen wanted nothing to do with the camo, he has camo sweats but refused to put them on...even for a cookie.

Papa is also a super great place to sleep. I don't know what Gunnar is going to think when we get home and there won't be so many hands around to hold him.

Gunnar's Great-Grandma Joyce came over this afternoon. Gunnar hasn't let her hold him yet, but today was her lucky day. She came and was able to hold him after a nap and eating. He got a lot of smooches and enjoyed his time with her. It was hard to get a good picture because of where the sunlight was.